the woods do
dream in snow
heaping hope on branches
Hope Held
The Garden Fence
in the white and gray landscape
we fasten our green hopes
to the rails
We Will Follow The Star To Christmas
and on the way
we will gather
peace and hope
Little Wren
do you know
how I count on you
to carry hope
Through The Darkness
the world awaited us
growing and blooming
summoning us back home
Captured
wishes gather
into orbs
as light holds hope
Thoughts On The Window
winter exhales
constructing dandelions
made of cold hope
To Be Like Rain
droplets
hang on
like hope
Will You Find Your Way To Being A Butterfly
living inside
nourished with parsley
tended by humans
Into The Blue
a sky so wide
if I lift my arms
will I be able to fly?