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.



for something to fill,

for something to love,

for someone to care.
Beckoning you closer.