I crave a new hope,
I crave happy news;
I crave blue skies
instead of just these blues.
I dream of seeing brighter days
again,
beyond all these clouds
in the way.
Oh to have a fresh new horizon,
a reason to believe again;
have hope for tomorrow,
a season to rejoice.
And Peace.
Dear God, let there be a peace
somewhere in this world
even if it’s only a spark;
it could become a flame
so needed to heal this world.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem