The Hue of Hope

Headshot_with_cubs_capby Brittany12 Aug 2013

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His bones poke through his cotton gown.
His skin is scarred and bruised.
But those blue eyes still burn with hope—
a hue they’ll never lose.

One day we all shall close our eyes:
a blink, a breath, adieu.
But if we lean upon the Light,
we’ll wake to heaven’s view.