That Hope Thing

Fearfully, she inhales deeply

Tremulously

Breath quivers in her chest

Face contorts

Tears sweep in on the storm front

Exhaling, she fends off the downpour

Sniffs for hope on the raging wind

Captures a whiff, a hint

The faintest scent.

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