Hope Is Us With Feathers
Hope is us with feathers
That make us fly high
What perches in our everlasting spirits
Sings a tune that never ends
Hope is the flame that rises
Which lightens the darkness in our hearts
What could distinguish the badness
That lurks in the chilliest seas
Hope is a timid friend
He’s there in the dark
Who waits in the wings
And prepares to act out
Hope is us with feathers
That make us fly high
What perches in our everlasting spirits
And sings a tune that never ends
Copyright © Louisa Shen | Year Posted 2017
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