Hope Poem by Beauty of the Beast

Hope



Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul
And sings the tune without the words
And never stops
At all
And sweetest - in the Gale - is heard
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm
Hope is that feeling inside reunited and transformed

Wednesday, September 29, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: hope
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