January 2, 2012 by William Leed
Anguish will be our coldest night of all reliance will be our early morning’s sunshine.
-William Leed-
Posted in Poetry | Tagged anguish, coldest, morning, night, poem, poetry, reliance, sunshine, talking leaves, william leed | 2 Comments
Isn’t it truly amazing how we toss and turn in anquish in the darkest hour of the night, then awaken in a state of reliance as we greet the light? The endurance of the human psyche is a true wonder.
Yes, your statement is so very true. William
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Isn’t it truly amazing how we toss and turn in anquish in the darkest hour of the night, then awaken in a state of reliance as we greet the light? The endurance of the human psyche is a true wonder.
Yes, your statement is so very true.
William