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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