I look at the trees
and hedgerows
desperately searching out
for any green shoots of hope.
The curtains opening
Look out on the refreshing outdoors
herald the arrival of spring
a favourite season.
Green shoots of hope
of which I am in need.
Thanks for your promises
Of joy, hope, a future.
At this time it’s difficult
to believe in such possibilities.
OrangeBlossom
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