Army of daggers,
fly up in the air,
watch as they stagger,
no worries or cares.
Resilient heart,
hopes for an escape,
priceless piece of art,
keeps its solid shape.
Sharp words leave a sting,
watch from whom they come,
negative can cling,
on those who succumb.
To only accept,
pure positive light,
makes true self adept,
infinitely bright.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
Moonwashed Weekly Challenge June 11 , 2024
Prompt – Hope for
