Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Tuesday, January 05, 2021

Little Faith

The days are lit longer

if only by an hour, 

a reminder that spring

is never very far.


Running with the season

as time is passing by, 

sometimes we need to stop

and gaze to the heavens high.


One life to journey on with, 

there is no second chance, 

so hold my hand once more

and on the clouds let's dance.


Little hope and faith 

will carry us on through,

as we challenge every season

to see that sky of blue.


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