Genre: Life, Time, and Hope
Poetry by Anne Willow
Body you’ve betrayed me
I feel no different.
Think no differently except to mind your weakness.
I want to explore,
I am more than my loss.
Trying to stand is pain
And pain sleeps in the next room.
For what else could love be?
Hope grasps at me,
It’s sun filtering into my cave.
I cry out to the searching Light,
Give me youth, a new start, life in these old eyes.
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