Hope - Poem by Sandra Feldman
God, sometimes sends us Angels,
To clear our path,
And open our minds,
And subdue our wrath.
In us is a promise of joy,
A Light of Life,
A tremendous strength,
We must employ,
For the Good and the good of All,
Listen to Life's promise,
To it's miraculous Call.
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