Hope

Love an innocent pure heart that knows itself
Untainted by bad things that happened.
A gloriously clear path,
Of Self-fulfillment.
Purposeful.
Hope.
It rises.
Eager and so True.
And regenerates itself.
From the bowels of the found soul.
And the conviction of the right path,
Love an innocent pure heart that knows itself
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Blanca Avatar
February 28, 2018 at 9:53 AM
Yes my friend, an individual is as young as their hope and as old as their despair. Very well put.
Krutsinger Avatar
February 28, 2018 at 11:05 AM
Thank you; your words are much appreciated and respected, Carlos.
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