THE SWEETEST HOPES

Written by: Victoria Anderson-Throop


                                The Sweetest Hopes

                  The tiny infant sprawls midst tubes and wires
                  In shock I kiss a breath on fairy toes 
                  His life becomes my fervent most desire
                  And with each moment love within me grows
                  Oh tiny soul, my darling only son
                  I will exchange with joy my life for yours
                  A gift of life I’ll give to know you run
                  Become a wanderer to distant shores
                  Perhaps a watcher of the unknown skies
                  Or young philosopher at Plato’s knee
                  Or struggling artist without fame or prize
                  Little one-- 'tis all the same to me
                      I make no sound when dreaded silence falls
                      A tragic ending needs no curtain calls


Dec 10, 2012