SILVER LININGS by Anne Broadbent

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I opened windows,

saw silver linings,

the sky brightening.

I knocked on the door of the day.


In its new frame of mind

it didn’t turn me away;

it pulled up a chair

and asked me to stay.


I took control,

I walked tall.

I had faith

in what I was worth.


I have peace.

I am safe.

I am me.

I am happy.


Anne Broadbent

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