Amy Irming: HOPES

Hopes

        Searching, seeking, seekeing out
        Looking for a long lost key
        To open up a door.
        Hoping, dreaming, praying
        For an end that never comes
        To close the doors forever.
        In peace there is no fear, no hurt,
        The walls are open wide.
        A tunnel with no end extends
        Beyond the sight of all.
        A dream, a hope, a prayer that shimmers
        At the very end.


        Amy Irming

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