Dare I Hope?

Hope glitters
like rays of golden
sunlight piercing
the thick overgrowth
of my life.

Dare I respond
or is it just the
sharp deflection
of light on tinfoil
meant to keep
the scavengers away?

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Permission to write, paint, and imagine are the gifts I gave myself when chronic illness hit - a fair exchange: being for doing. Relevance is an attitude. Humour essential.

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