Little Three Poem by Heather Perry Heather Perry

Little Three



All hope is gone,
gone you see
all hope is gone but
not my three.

If i hold on to them
just like I should I would
never be hopeless which
I think I should.

My three little stars
how they twinkle at night
twinkle with happiness
and shine so bright.

My hope I feel is coming
back to me when I look
upon those three.

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