Hope

Who will write my life?

Who will weigh my sins

and all good perhaps have I had?

Who will pardon me for having existed

for so long, having changed for so little?

Will my witnesses honor me and tell

all the love I have spread by the way?

May I take till my last home all joy

I have been bathed by birth,

that life’s disillusions have never dried.

I know there has been an angel

who has guided me, mainly

by those dark and strange nights.

Published in Red Wolf Journal, September 10, 2016.

http://www.redwolfjournal.wordpress.com

Published in Spirit Fire Review, April 2017.

http://www.spiritfirereview.com

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