walk on the cement
to the booth of wares
but tread soft on the grass
take note of the living around you
the song in every heart
the hope in every bloom
don’t turn
your back
on this
walking through
the gate of heart’s hope
what trials will await you then
when hope will return
and softly lift your heart
for your kindness
don’t turn back
walking through
the gate of mercy’s surprise
what trials will await you then
when surprise will return
and you will be repaid
for your mercy
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This poem was written using the twelve words of Wordle 404 at The Sunday Whirl.
Sadly Waiting for Recess 
Good reminder of the need for mercy’s tendency to reciprocate
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Thank you.
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Goodness is implied to go with the kindness, mercy and hope.
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Yes! Thanks for the visit and comment.
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