Flowing River, by HastyWords

Written by Deana and HastyWords

I lay in the middle

Of a pile of fallen leaves

Looking at a clear blue sky

Dreaming of what could be

I find myself hopeful

Despite what past experience

Has taught me

Do I dare believe it could be?

Spots of clouds float by

Symbols of worries let go

So I let my concerns join

All the other fly away fears

A feeling of relief

An overwhelming release

This give me hopes of

Becoming my dreams

I hear my name being called

So I gather myself to stand

Waving goodbye to thoughts

That never lent a helping hand

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