Hope Floats

It’s been a long season

and the record number of rainy days do not lift me up

so I begin to feel the waters consuming me.

At the very moment while holding my breath

hope floats within my reach.

I grasp it.

I exhale.

I smile.

By Martha L Shaw ©11-8-2015

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