The Second 50

This is my first attempt at a poem on here. In The Second 50, I thought, why not.

I would appreciate a like or a comment on this one.

I might do some more on another day.

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Hope, a spark that flickers, enriching the soul,
Energy that fills my spirit whole.
It dances across the room and air,
Emanating everywhere.
A fleeting thought, it’s time to lift,

Cultivating authentic connection through life – a gift.

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Be hopeful, friends.