Hope Returns

Written by: Allen Braaten

Hope lost

What a cost

Too much pain

Am I sane

Is there a way out

Alcohol sought

A temporary solution

To numb the confusion

Another hangover

Will this last forever

Then a small glimmer

Something inside starts to simmer

Could it be lost hope

Like opening an envelope

It's contents a hand written letter

Words assuring that I will get better

A return address on the corner

A name once quite familiar

That one gone long ago

There wanting me back to help me grow

Amazing grace shown by You, Father

Hope emerges, a divine encounter