Evelyn Locke Irvin
Hope - Poem by Evelyn Locke Irvin
"Faith is the substance of things hoped for."
As we travel on life's road from day to day.
Hope gives light, like a light house sends it's beams to guide the way.
It stirs our souls to climb mountains to the highest peaks.
And never conquers all defeat.
It builds bridges over troubled waters of a stormy sea;
And puts wings on our heart aches and trials and sets us free.
Hope is like a beautiful bird singing all day on it's nest,
And the tones it sings brings sweet rest.
Hope lifts our spirits like the sight of a lovely rose blooming above it's thorns,
As the fresh dew kisses it's petals in the early morn.
Hope brings light to the darkest day,
It makes a shining path, and takes all fear away.
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