Hard Hopes - Poem by JENIE FRANKSAY
For storms may pass over me,
but dare 'em, cant stir me.
Ages may pass and people may leave,
but worth their, cant leave a void.
sadness may come & tears to follow,
but strength, their, insides are hollow.
For a full moon shines
after every dark night.
For forecast may sound bad.
True! For i dont have what i had,
And that is, the devil in friend's clad.
And i believe good will come & no bad.
New morning is here
Hard hopes are here.
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