Harvesting Fruit

A Poem by Lena. A Double Crown Cinquain.

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Softly,
like morning dew
on the new blades of grass,
hope settles in the dark spaces —
waiting.

Hoping
for the first peek
of sunlight through the clouds,
joy is just around the corner —
yearning.

Joyful
as a double
rainbow streaking the sky,
kindness fills the darkened hours —
saving.

Kindly,
reaching outward
to lend a helping hand,
goodness breaks through the stormy skies —
wanting.

Goodness
overcomes hate,
breaking down barriers,
and mildness mends broken fences —
calming.

Mildly,
like butterflies
landing on soft petals,
patience sits quietly aside —
watching.