New Light

new light burns

last night’s rain

from the fence

once wet drops

turn to mist and

dissolve into morning

just as my old self

dissolves

into a new life

by Victoria Emmons, 2010

from “Word Movers”, An Anthology of Creative Writings by Seniors, City of Oakland, 2014

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