Poem: A Bit of Reprieve

A Bit of Reprieve

You walk past the old factory, wrapped in vines,
a single window left unswallowed.
Unbidden, you climb on the sill
and pull a few vines back,

a hopeless effort perhaps, but one you make,
intimately aware that sometimes a bit of reprieve
is all you need.

About this poem

Simply a lesson learned in my own life. The picture was taken in Bellows Falls, VT.


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