Today
rings the Sun’s doorbell
of Hope’s anniversary
when spirits last shook hands
so much time
in so little time
now a mane of snowfall
melt’d to a mist
fresh candles nudg’d from their beds
then lull’d back to their pillows
conceiving vapors of renew’d confidence
another boast
another test of the sinew
of that boast
another venture
into the mysterious forest of light
the memory of a sleepless eye
loujen haxm'Yor 
Beautiful….
Beautiful lines! The memories of a sleepless eye! Well shared 🤗🎉
Thank you, Priti. Have a wonderful day.
Art
It’s my pleasure 🤗💓God bless you 🎉🤗😊