Tuesday, December 15, 2009

Autumn Menagerie 24: Hope Lost

Words, sweet as cherries,
Harvested smiles and hope.
Change's promise shone
A bright tomorrow.
Words fall like leaves.
Smiles no longer shine.
The broken promise harvests
A cruel season's hopelessness.


Anonymous said...

I can always depend on you for something to warm the heart...especially at this holiday season. Ho Ho Ho to you, too. And I do mean ho.


Anonymous said...

From ho to hope is two letters.