adedayo michael


Have Hope


Have hope, friend
Because with it you can move mountains
With hope you can climb the Everest.
Nothing can stop you from you aims
When you have hope.
I saw you when you are down
Thinking that all mountain of life
Are too high for climbing
But with hope you can do it.
You think that all things are impossible
But with hope all things are possible.
I saw you when you cry
And shed many tears
Because many scorn you
They reject you because they thought you are failure
But have hope
Because the rejected might be the appreciated
Just have hope and surely, you will rejoice.

Submitted: Monday, August 29, 2011
Edited: Monday, August 29, 2011

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  • Hans Vr (8/29/2011 10:24:00 AM)

    Very important message in this poem. Hope can really make a difference. Counting our blessings and hope, two essential things to do. (Report) Reply

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