Crushed
By her too-high
Hopes again
She wasn’t aiming
For the skies
Or the stars
Or the moon
At the top
Of the trees
Or the vertiginous
High notes
Of a tune
Just for a sprinkle
More energy
A whisper less sleep
To help her spirits
Climb up
From the deep
©moonbiscuitblog
23 June 2018
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