Written by Gabriella Troy – Instagram: @gabriellatroy


a little blade of grass
pokes from lonely decay.
a flood of tears
brought home dismay
but roots deep in soil
rise from yesterday.
a light blanket of dew
washes the insects away.
reaching for the cloud-blue sky
a sprout a stem a leaf, make way
there is hope once more
in greeting the sun’s ray.
the blade of grass is ready
one inch, at least for today.

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