Slipping through these netted tufts,
dreams sprinkle freely to the ground.
Dormant; they hide in the undergrowth,
waiting to be found.
Implausibly true their hearts beat;
and in this hope are bound.
By Sarah ©2023
Written for Ronovan Writes, “Sijo Wednesday Poetry” with the challenge theme of “patience.”
By Sarah 
“netted tufts” just wonderful 🙂
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Thank you 🙏🏻 This picture was taken on my walk to work yesterday and these were the words to go with it
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