This is for Mikeydred's March prompt!
Hope springs eternal. - Michelle
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Rain-soaked
Hands caked in earth,
She combs the ground with hope,
Turns the soils where white frost once lay--
New growth.
Fingers worn, numbe against the past,
She teases hope from death
Dirt-soaked
Living.
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This cinquain is entirely original. Any AI tags are coincidental.
About the Creator
Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin
Hi, i am an English Language teacher cum freelance writer with a taste for pets, prose and poetry. When I'm not writing my heart out, I'm playing with my three dogs, Zorra, Cloudy and Snowball.
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