This poem is an attempt to use the same structure/rhyming scheme as Robert Frost’s Fire and Ice.
Can we place trust in distant stars
When it is night?
When past regrets deal out their scars
When times of darkness come to pass
Will blackness truly blind our sight?
Or will hope, fearless, pierce the dark
And shine through tiny points of light?
Could just one spark
Light up the night?
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