Spike Elliott

'Garden Of Hope'

I maybe down on my luck but theirs a fire burning. A new day is dawning and my old heart still turning. Not a cloud in the sky. A breath of ambition. Oh It must be a sign, of things that were missing.....Springing up like flowers, In my garden of hope. The rain and the sun do their thing, In my garden, In my garden of hope. I awake to put on my fleeting best. To tackle the world with all that is new. I come not to be defeated, but to see that my dreams come true. Springing up like flowers, In my garden of hope. The rain and the sun do their thing. In my garden, In my garden of hope. Oh there's a new wind blowing. A flower growing, In my garden of hope. The rain and the sun do their thing. In my garden, In my garden, my garden of hope.

Poem Submitted: Monday, April 6, 2009

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  • Julie Dant (4/6/2009 7:33:00 PM)

    Spike! This is DEFINATELY hopeful, positive and forward looking! Yeah! ! ! ! ; 0))
    I'm happy to see the burgeoning 'spring flowers' blooming in your thoughts..happy for you, for I know you have been waiting for your 'springtime' to arive. Looks like things are turning for you, Mike! This is great...I really would like to hear your tunes sometime to your work here. Do you record any?
    your poetry pal,
    Julie

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