©RuthAnneGarcia Bleeding Orchid Poetry Collection

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I never saw the dark

I never saw the end

Yet, here I stand to bark

The words around the bend


I never saw the curve

I never saw true wind

Yet, here I am ready to swerve

Where the words are sinned


A light is up, up too high

A corner lit is too sunny

My weary head is dry

Yet, my faith is sweet as honey


The taste of freedom is near

A future I can finally see clear

A touch of happiness I don’t fear

All my problems in the rear

Ruth Anne Garcia


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