The Well

 

To those

feeling parched,

soul-holed,

alone,

like dry-well stones

in the rain-doubt drought

beyond a season,

let me give you a reason

to nurture the last drop of hope:

you will get out,

you will be found,

you will taste again the rain

and be filled,

and the filling will flood,

overflow like a trickling fountain,

from the source of a new happiness

sent from above,

and you will remember the days

you ached for anything

to make that pain go away,

and before you toss your

wish-kissed pennies in,

you will listen

to make sure there isn’t

someone else stuck in

that well

that you could help

lift out.

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Love, Laura
(formerly Tektite Tears)

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