Spark

A spark of hope
Like fresh rain,
Dripping,
Drizzeling,
Upon my face;

As a new day
Comes
With the
Dawning of
each morning
Ray;

A spark of hope
Is coming
As
The season of
Change;

The time has
Come,
The time is
Now;

A new life
Beginning,
With every
Breath
I take,
I make,
The choice to
Live.

By Dawn Piercy ©2013

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