Whitt : Writing

Before Hope

Before Hope

A Poem by Whitt


Before Hope Before Hope I stood on the shore—empty, raw, ruined. I searched the horizon trying to catch a glimpse of reason or rhyme. Eyes ..
tomorrow

tomorrow

A Poem by Whitt


Tomorrow Tomorrow waits with wonder It is breathless with anticipation, Hope peeks through an open window, Looking for a glimpse of the unseen..