If Fear was a color,
It would be Black
As dark as a cave.
If Fear was a taste
It would taste like muddy water.
If Fear was a feeling
It would be as frigid as a grave.
If Fear was a smell
It would be the stale sweat of a squatter.
If Fear was a sound,
It would be the whimpering of a slave.
Senses of Hope
If Hope could be a color
It would be the light of dawn returning.
If Hope could be a taste
It would taste of salt waves breaking.
If Hope could be a smell
It would be the scent of cookies baking.
If Hope could be a sound
It would be sirens when I'm quaking.
If Hope could be a feeling
It would be an ease to aching.
If Hope could be an animal
It would be my pet dog begging.
Published by Catherine Garretson-Bilnoski
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