Hooked on Hope
Sunrise this good morning,
bright glorious day ahead --
flowers, spring showers,
no more do I dread.
There are gifts in giving,
so much that we fail to see --
rocks, new building blocks,
children being me.
Future for the heroes,
pain and suffering aside --
hope, helps us to cope,
by God, I’ll abide.
© 2009 Randolph D. Brown, Jr.
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