Hope is in the bittersweet –
she waits among failure,
dances among the depressed.
Hope carries a small flashlight in grief,
totes a silver lining in the wake of anguish.
She lives,
she breaths:
Hope is human.
Hope is in the bittersweet –
she waits among failure,
dances among the depressed.
Hope carries a small flashlight in grief,
totes a silver lining in the wake of anguish.
She lives,
she breaths:
Hope is human.