Promise IV

by Jem Croucher

With one foot in yellow
the other in white
My pace takes me forward
with promise in sight

At present the mist
O’er floodplains obscures
But behind it the light
like a bright beacon lures

And the promise that beckons
to dispel doubt and fear
Grows strong in the light
now that January’s here


Photo – Jempics


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