A break in the clouds
made me realize
I have lived
too many winters.
I am the lion,
bitterness the cage
bearing down on me -
but the bars
are tardily bending
as they alliterate
with your name.
Just a humble,
almost non-existent sunrise
I hopefully won't screw up
(since I'm quite talented to)
but it's something.



this one leaves such a wonderful feeling of things looking up. 
I should read your work more often as I am always impressed. 










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