Hope Eternal - Poem by Helen Cline
When hope and dreams all fade away,
distrust and suspicion settles in to stay,
depression creeps in like a dark cloud.
Completely engulfing you in a black shroud,
deep inside of you there is a tiny spark
of hope eternal, and trust, and faith.
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