What Holds

by Joan

Beyond the foggy mist, a strong

sun promises

to abide and

lend whatever

light it can to the greying of

the day. Even

when the rain joins

in, the sun holds

true. Poetry is like this too.

Calling us to

look and look beyond,

it sees us through.

                                               JDG

2 comments on “What Holds”

  1. Shell's avatar Shell says:
    October 3, 2012 at 8:08 am

    I read your poems every day; I know you speak the truth.

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  2. susan buniva's avatar susan buniva says:
    October 3, 2012 at 12:17 am

    An absolutely wondrous poem!

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