Hope

For a young fledgling, Hope is a worm
sunshine on a windy cloudy day,
rain on dry desperate absorbing soil
a young shoot vying for sunshine among the rainforest
Hope is the last thing to die.
Every mother-to-be, hoping
every young teen, every struggling artist,
for that very first publishing,
for that first sale in a newly opened shop
for the first score in a new game
helpless children, victims of our planet’s wars
things that we need, love, peace and hope
for water during drought, & sunshine during floods
that pat on the back, admiration
the perfect partner for you
forgiveness on your mistakes
God on your side
Friends that make you smile through your bad days
Hope, like a ray of light shine through
in the tunnel of our lives.