The quiet, full of dark

Things you weren't supposed

To dream and feel

Time has shown

That it all seems

To fall apart

And yet this thing

A silly little word

Tucked behind the last pages


Unexpected, unassuming

Words into the night

Laughter and almost tears

Hope found a crack in

the sturdy wall

It streamed in like sunlight

But she did not arrive


She was followed closely by obstacles

(as always)

Life doesn't seem to know

How to occur

Without building some sort of character