Hope
Hope is like a candle glowing in the dark
A bright light, a lively, flickering little spark
It is but a small flame, giving itself up in prayer,
Growing weaker as it burns itself out in despair
Striving all the while to stay erect and alive,
But like hope, one breath and it does not survive.
Copyright © Marilyn Clarke | Year Posted 2006
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