Hope blossoms in the heart
Kindness, compassion, understanding
I cannot stop myself from seasonal planning
A tiny seed sprouting hope starts
The frost inside my soul parts
Melting the ice, leaving love commanding
Such a warmth that feels everlasting
Alas, the season changes as the leaves depart
The devastating feeling of lost hope
Like the breeze carrying the last fallen leaf
How could winter storms let our hope die so soon
Like a wilted rose, all I do is mope
I wore my heart on my sleeve
Not all hope gets to bloom
Motivational Coping & Healing 
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