Faltering Dreams

By Colette D.D.

 

Skeletal branches reaching towards unwavering light,

illuminating the streets below.

 

Raindrops crashing into nearby puddles,

each creating a gentle ripple.

 

A soundless cry for help,

grasping for something to hold,

searching for a safe haven.

 

Wishing,

for something to fill,

for something to love,

for someone to care.
Beckoning you closer.