However she finds herself there…
Wheather she chose a wrong path
Or the timing was never quite fair.
Maybe she was told wrong to begin?
Hope is a magical thing
It can land in the depths of winter
And bring warmth to the soul like spring
And new life can begin…
Even where there was none before.
Poetry by Tammera
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