Last Vestige of Hope
Stand on
the edge
of a
high cliff.
One
two
three —
jump.
If you’re
high enough
up with
a little
luck you
may grow
wings before
you
hit bottom.
Stand on
the edge
of a
high cliff.
One
two
three —
jump.
If you’re
high enough
up with
a little
luck you
may grow
wings before
you
hit bottom.
Filed under poems & short jabs