If hope is a thing with feathers
How sad I have none to grow
If hope is just a heartache
It’s a pain I often know
If hope is merely a meme
It may reach only my eyes and ears
If hope is contagious
I have to be within its sphere
Born twice, I die daily. Serious about Jesus. What I write you may not want to read. Okay. I write what I believe and what I learn from others, just like you.