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THE CLEAR MESSAGE
#WritcoPoemPrompt39
Changing seasons hark new beginnings,
Like the shoots of tender plants on a Spring morning
The dust and ashes in which we languished
Into thin air have they all vanished.
The hopeful songs we sang about tomorrow
Are like lamps that guide the feet of those who follow
The clear message for generations unborn
Is that even the longest of nights must be swallowed by dawn.
© Ben Yohanna
Changing seasons hark new beginnings,
Like the shoots of tender plants on a Spring morning
The dust and ashes in which we languished
Into thin air have they all vanished.
The hopeful songs we sang about tomorrow
Are like lamps that guide the feet of those who follow
The clear message for generations unborn
Is that even the longest of nights must be swallowed by dawn.
© Ben Yohanna
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