with hope the spring anticipates
the world was a road to everywhere
I basked in the glow of a sunny day
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Thanks Paul but I think despair or sadness more than ennui. Getting old and illness can really do a job on hope.
Awesome write. With the passing years, hope loses its color. Youthful energy is replaced by inertia of body n soul. A huge 10.
That's it but poets are lucky as we still have our poetry even as we grow old. Thanks.