Hope is elusive thing…
it sprints ahead of us
never quite in our grasp;
we see its glimmer in the distance
and wonder if it truly exists
or if it is just an illusion...
and yet, we are compelled to follow
because sometimes it's all we've got.
© Ginny Brannan 2019
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