hope

I remember moments in the middle.
The ones preceded
by a question mark
and concluded with
grace.
I remember brokenness,
and I know freedom.
And I know
the kind of strength it takes
to sit up a little taller and
see that the sky is blue.
And I remember faces,
and roads that led to tomorrow,
and tomorrow came.
And tomorrow comes.
And I know that this is the beginning
of the rest
of my
life.

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