15 Tuesday Jan 2013
Posted in Poetry
you who stand
at the fringes of the world
reaching
you who watch
the cycle of sunrise and sunset
awestruck
you who dream
of new worlds and passions
aching
you who wait
for magic to expose itself
unfettered
you carry the dreams and hopes
of a world resplendent with wonder
a world lush and alive
you are the promise of a renewed tomorrow
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I love the hope in this poem. It sounds like a poem that the present generation should share with the younger one….and I like that it is filled with optimism! Very nice.
yes yes yes….i like so much wonder and promise…alive….nice write…lets live a bit!
Your words are so powerful here and full of hope