A Light In the Window

Hope is a light by the window, it glows a lit torch of doting, it never dies Biding its time on the wings of love's throws its a matchstick of hope when one cries Hope is a lantern that hangs way up high a cresset lamp at the edge of night Rising and soaring like an eagle in the sky it is always present and never out of sight Hope is a feather that floats in thin air an eider down, for the crest fallen heart It aims to restore with gentleness and care it cherishes and delivers, a fresh new start.