Fay Slimm

(Ageless. / in Cornwall U.K.)

Fringes of Hope.


Torn as it's edge is, I have sworn always
To apprehend hope. Glazed with eyes blinded
By hurt, hope only can bind up loose frays
And render the future reasonably kind.

Hope sings it's own song loudly, forcibly
Too, for anyone who wants impressions
Of what can heal stress, and looks at causes
For mend. Hope can then yet achieve success.

Unravelling life can damage fringes
Of hope, but never blows totally dry
The freshest outlook. A mind-set unhinged
Without hope can cower in much sighing.

Lean then on strong hope, experience re-birth
Of delight, - quite the best feeling on earth.

Submitted: Thursday, April 30, 2009
Edited: Wednesday, May 20, 2009

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