The Spark Of Hope - Poem by Joseph Anderson
Why is it that we never find
The joy of living, peace of mind,
Until we taste life's sorrow?
Why is it, though however dark
There still remains a tiny spark,
That promises a brighter day, tomorrow?
This spark of hope is faith in man,
Is faith in the eternal plan;
Without it we would falter.
Hold fast your spark and hold it true,
It will become a torch for you;
A torch that lights the way to Heaven's altar.
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