Hope – quadrille for dVerse

Scrabbling
in the bottom
of my bag, I
found it – in the
crack the seam makes –
caught it
with my fingernail
and pulled it forth.

So small, and yet
it glowed, so beautiful
I kept it

breathed on it,
sighed, and
called it hope.

 

A quadrille for De at dVerse. She’s asking for hope, and all its variants. I hope this hits the spot.