HOPE

I walk the old path

And let my feet take me

Where once they hurried

To meet you.

Now my steps are halting,

My breath labored,

My heart beats fast

In anticipation.

As I reach the point

And step from the trees

You are there

Waiting where

We once made a promise.

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