YEA, THOUGH HOPE SPRINGS ETERNAL

Ah, yea,
hope,
though ’tis said
it springs eternal,
at times it stops
at the source
with some pesky block, infernal–
only out again
to pop
on our way
to next equinox, the vernal.

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