Hope Always
Hope Always
Hope walked in and handed me a shovel. But the hole I dug was too small.
Hope returned with a fantastic bouquet of lilacs. But my red swollen eyes welted with tears.
Hope slipped pure honey in my tea. But it was steaming and too hot to sip.
Hope slid into my room on each sunbeam. But there were still dark shadows on my bed.
Hope jumped into my glass of red wine. But my dulled mind spilled it all over.
Hope wiped my 3am tears. But the flood was too heavy and strong.
Hope wrapped its warm arms around. But it was tight and wouldn't let go.
Hope seeped into my broken soul. But it kept giving and didn't give up.
Hope hugged with a slow, loving tune. But it danced with surprise in my blood.
Hope won and pursued in my thoughts. But it started spiraling in its own intent.
Hope grew and gifted forever. AND, it grew wings for all that I knew.
CNK