Feathers of Hope
Form: Saraband Sonnet 8
The feathers of destiny
Embracing hope to dream a bit
Where wings of life are flying free
Hope the bird of different song
That hold our dreams all the night long
To sing it sweetest at sunrise
Releasing our fate to the skies
A new start on another day
As our waking eyes greet the sun
The hope nothing gets in the way
Of all the plans we may have made
But some things are not for us to do
And hope helps us accept that too
So what is ours can make it through
©JezzieG2023
Beautiful poem. 🌄
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Thank you, Michele
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