Whether it is that the sun wakes up.
Or the terrible storms go to sleep.
Hope keeps us moving, breathing.
Hope for change, clearing eyes;
Hope, keeps us surviving in life.
Inspired by the words of Carol Gall,
“I hope that one day she walk up to you and says hi”
Hope touches tears, making them flow from the eye.
Copyright © 2009 Leslie Alexis
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem