Phoenix Rising

by Stacey L. Patterson

Sunlight creeps across the coverlet
At the foot of the bed
In the midst of shaking off the morning haze
I remember my disasters neatly packed in a suitcase
beneath the bed

Like the phoenix I rise from the ashes of my past
I never wallow only persevere

Moonlight glows on the coverlet
At the foot of the bed
Releasing a gratified sigh
I am not oppressed by the disasters
packed beneath the bed
Only invigorated by optimistic deducing
Iíve won the race yet again.


Phoenix Rising by Stacey L. Patterson

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