Hope is
Like a bird
she has her nest
With those who keep
Thier spirit calm and still
And do the little they must
She stays away
From the hasty
Who like tree branches
Always swing as though
It will make them grow
She comes to us
Like a postman
With sealed package in hand
Only the pateint
Will see its content.
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