Dragging Hope

Hope will eventually lead to bliss. If I said hope’s pull wasn’t strong- I would be remiss. Hope shall forever alter my inflection. And my voice will be guided into a wonderful direction. It is as if I could climb lightning! And a future that is light and fearless is less frightening. Soon, my own hope becomes inspired. Hope and I are prepared to conspire. These days, hope does not drag behind. We float together- in a swirl that binds!