Just when I thought that all my hope was gone
You took me by my hand
And told me I was wrong
Just when I thought there was no bright light
You took me to it.
I was amazed by the sight.
Just when I thought you were gone for good
You came back to me
And lifted my hood.
It done in short but it really nice one Serena, i guess you have a good vision and great feeling when you writing this, it felt well to me as a reader..keep writing_Unwritten Soul
dear sister......it's great to see you carry on the legacy of the favorite Sara Teasdale or Emily Dickinson into writing, who left their pristine touch into the sentiments of imagery, solitude, and many more MOONLIGHT or HOPES that still feathers above all.....great to read and mind you have miles to go, before you sleep- if certainly the great, remarkable ROBERT FROST thesis is to be believed....
awwwwww! i loved it! it made me think about finding my prince charming one day! (sorry, had a girl moment there)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This poem really reminds me of the brink and being pulled back from it.