Always Hope
By S. Dean
06/04/02
I watch the night turn to day
Pretending its' light is just for me
And that the oceans of despair
Will flow out to meet the sea.
I stare up at the sky so blue
And dream a little while
Till I feel a bit of healing
That allows me a simple smile.
I drink my coffee and say my prayers
For those I love so very much
And for the less fortunate and under privileged
That needs God’s tender touch.
My days aren’t full of adventure
More of just trying to cope
But when I think of the power of love
I come to realize there is always hope.