Hope Is the Thing With Feathers
Hope is the thing with feathers
Likes flying in front of your eyes
It attracts you knowing its presence
And whisper gently on your side
She flies to your window by morning glow
Singing a song to tell you the day is anew
She also comes to you in a thunderstorm
Reminding you not to forget the rainbow
She always flies around you so
Patronizes when you miss your road
She is always so willing to guide
Betray not through your horizon of life
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