Wait
Be still
Be patient
Hang in there
Change is in the air
It has been hibernating. Awaiting its arrival.
I hope, I pray, it is the miracle I have been asking for.
The days, cold; Short yet long.
Never ending grey.
Grey seems to be inside and out.
Patiently we do, we wait, moving forward, in the tunnel of life.But, the light keeps moving further.
Be patient, your efforts will be rewarded.
Wait.
Be strong.
Carry on.
A lovely poem, Bella, and so very true.
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Thank you Robbie.
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Superb and lovely poem, Bella.
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Thank you.
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Welcome 😊😊
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Lovely, Bella. I adore the hope in your words. Have a lovely Sunday, my friend.
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Thank you Jeff. Happy Sunday to you too.
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Welcome, Bella. Thank you. 😊
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