Standing in the light of kindness, feeling it's gentleness
warmly surrounding, hope is rekindled momentarily within
this heart.
Wanting to jump right in and find a way to make these
feelings stay forever, instead just quietly bask in them.
Afraid to hold on, lest they should die or disappear, a
silent sorrow fills a soul, because trust has not yet grown
to maturity.
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