Hope and Hope
I am an old hope I have existed for millennia Growing with each generations Stronger at the point Where it seems like I will die. Each time I seem diminished a new hope is born To grow and be loud
Little New Hope so fresh do not despair at the work to be done it is not your burden alone But something we will build on Like those before you And those before me
You are the architect You may never see the future Full of your dreams Dreams you have worked so hard for You lay the foundations Good and strong
You plant the see that will grow To offer shelter to those in need You are the balm that helps The healing of the wounds New Hope take one step at a time One kindness at a time Each little part grows To be so much love
You are a bright hope Brighter than me And that is how it should be
Posted: Monday, May 19th, 2025 @ 11:08 am
Categories: Hope, Poems.
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