There’s a hope drifting in
Sending goosebumps to skin As I’m testing the waters once more I am dropping facades to the floor I don’t have to give in For there’s no lose or win But with truth there can be no disguise I feel once more tempered butterflies With a racing heartbeat Equal ground and defeat I am reaching once more for the dream Proving there’s so much more than is seen Hands are steadying now With a little know-how I now soar in the droplets of fate Rebuilding pride, I now animate.
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Julie WestphalAuthor, Poet, Dreamer Archives
February 2024
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