Hope Will Keep You Waiting, But Hope Will See You Through. Poem by Mandy Lee

If even trees and air can see you cry,
and see the value of your tears,
What more of a breathing person,
who is counting all your fears.

If even stars and dust aim to make you smile
in the darkest of your days,
What more of a kindred spirit,
who is looking out for you in all ways?

If even leaves and stone would hold you close
and never let you go,
What more of a fated being,
whose name you do not yet know?