All We’ve Got

Though bitter
And spare,
Winter’s
Repair
Is not meant for despair.

From sterile ends,
Nature stops
To begin again,
Which shows our true lot:
He’s all we’ve really got.

Posted in Perspective, Poem for Your Day, Poetry

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