Hope Personified

I am the hug shared at goodbyes and hellos.
I am the small child’s smile, peeking shyly, behind your legs.
I am the high five to a Special Olympian’s extended palm.
I am the sun rise over tomorrow’s ocean blue.
I am the baby who grasps your finger, nuzzles into your chest.
I am hope. I am life.
I am the good, and I am here.

sunrise

9 thoughts on “Hope Personified

    • lillian February 8, 2016 / 6:45 am

      Thank you! 🙂 Much appreciate those capital letters this AM. And the heartfelt three exclamation points — sipping my AM coffee and smiling I am.

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  1. Melinda Kucsera February 7, 2016 / 10:35 pm

    beautiful and uplifting, a great poem to read while winding down on a Sunday night. 🙂

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    • lillian February 8, 2016 / 6:47 am

      Thank you, Melinda. Watching these aquamarine waters this AM out our window — and seeing white caps. Gale force winds last night with sheets of rain, lightning and thunder. Another side of Ms. Bermuda — Mother Nature kicking up her heels!

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      • Melinda Kucsera February 8, 2016 / 9:11 am

        You’re welcome 🙂 sounds beautiful there! If I was Mother Nature, I too would kick up my heels there.

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    • lillian February 8, 2016 / 6:48 am

      Thank you, Vonita. Lovely word to read this AM over my first cup of morning Joe!

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