Florences Foster Home

10 Apr

I had hope before I met the Mormons.
Before I met Hazel
or Colin or Tara –

I had hope in the darkness
of Florence’s Foster Hell;
as you may know it as
Florence’s foster home.

Did the moon give me hope that night?

The Light from the moon light
reaching all across the cold, hard
frozen landscapes of the reserve.

My eyes adjusted to the night
and I smiled at the light

That night,
I smiled at the light.

-By Sarah Scout



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