Hope Eternal
I saw a young man in the park
with a bottle wrapped in brown paper
I saw him drain the bottle to the last drop
The bottle shattered as it hit the ground
Shards of glass lay everywhere
like his broken dreams.
I saw a cheap woman on a street corner
in a short red dress, with dyed hair
long painted nails that curled at the ends
I saw a man pick her up in a smart car
I saw the glint in their eyes, for the quick buck
and the entertaining company, respectively.
I saw an old man at the Bakery Store
counting his coins over and over
as if they would multiply in the counting
He eyed the sticky buns, filled with jam longingly
his glasses were misty as he left empty handed.
I saw a young woman with a purple bow in her hair
with a checked shawl wrapped around her waist
gold earrings in her ears that dangled as she walked
there was a child at her side in a blue dress
I saw the smiles that lit up their faces
and I knew there was still hope.
Copyright © Suzanne Spittal | Year Posted 2015
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