Sunday, October 4, 2015

Hopes ~ Sprouted Soul: Whole-Souled Poems





Hopes

When nothing ever seems to be better,
When you are down and nights getting colder,
Cling to your dreams, transcending hearts and Souls,
Everlasting hopes flow where the wild river falls,
Eternal spring overshadows and embraces our whole.

~ doobie

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