Wishbone

February 4, 2009
By Krystal Bartels GOLD, Middleburgh, New York
Krystal Bartels GOLD, Middleburgh, New York
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Belief like blood runs thorough veins from head to toe.
Dark holes fill with hope, despair disappears.
Arms reach for assurance from another soul.
Mouth speaks confidently, eyes gain gleam, heart pounds like hammered nails.
Disbelieving ears catch my sweet serenity.
As peace joints together,
Passing hope on,
Belief becomes strong, like one's every day defense.


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