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| "Among the Dry and Barren" Among the dry and barren, There is always hope. Be it the green of new life, Or the green of good luck. Among the dry and barren, There is always hope. Be it the blue of dew, Or the blue of a hidden lake. Among the dry and barren, There is always hope. Be it the yellow of a dawn ray, Or the yellow of a pot of gold. Among the dry and barren, There is always hope. Be it the purple of royalty anew, Or the purple of true friendship. Among the dry and barren, There is always hope. Be it the red of love, Or the red of blood shed for friends. Among the dry and barren, There is always hope. Be it found in colors, Or in the heart of you. Megan Delia Ratcliff 19 February 1996 |