Anne Morgan


Hope - Poem by Anne Morgan

Hope is watching the sun rise
A new day dawning

The smell of a newborn
Snuggled in his mother’s arms

Hope is Spring time
When flowers bloom

And the pitter patter of raindrops
On the parched desert planes

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Hope is the taste of rice
To a starving child

Hope is the touch of a hand
When you have lost your way

Hope is a candle in the dark
The sweet smell of a rose
A shooting star

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Hope is a lighthouse
For ships at sea

Hope is your friends
And your family


Comments about Hope by Anne Morgan

  • Rookie Ranjit Ravindran (10/18/2009 12:07:00 PM)

    wow..liked it...
    A sweet 10 (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, June 22, 2009

Poem Edited: Sunday, October 18, 2009


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