The Midway Poem by Meng Lim Dr
The Midway
For most
life is midway
the reaching out
to the next day
not quite in hope
past-driven by doubt
some sinking feeling
in the burnt-out
once there was
the glory and splendour
life was a smiling field
blooming in every sweet flower
what's left at all
but love's healing grace?
light it up in the darkest hour
your life will find its rightful place
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