Look up, dear friend, look up.
Though your heart is
crushed
with the weight of broken dreams,
the earth is reminding you
that even the
barest branches bloom again,
in season.
Look up, dear friend, look up.
Though your heart is
crushed
with the weight of broken dreams,
the earth is reminding you
that even the
barest branches bloom again,
in season.
liezel graham 
This is a beautiful poem! I love it 🙂
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Thank you very much, Steven.
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wonderful words x
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Thank you very much.
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