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Brightness
March 7, 2009
I walk down a cold empty grey street
with closed shops and cracked concrete.
Only ravens fly in the dull cloudy sky
and they make no noise as they pass by.
I come across a broken black flowerpot
that sits grimly in an overgrown lot.
Shattered glass blocks the icy ground
and as I tread through, there is no sound.
I clutch on to a shriveled old Bugloss seed
which grips to life with a ravenous greed.
I bury it deep into a layer of thick brown dirt
and in the flowerpot it will grow and bring us hope.
© Nichole J., Highland Village, TX
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