Hope

Hope, like a fire is burning,

Like a carousel turning.

She must sing and come forth

to encompass the Earth.

All shadows will flee

Under Hope's bold decree.

The clouds disappear,

Year and year after year.

Hope, like a beacon is calling.

A lighthouse, never falling.

She brightens and guides

Our lives from all sides.

Never has she fallen short,

like the calm of a familiar port.

This is why I always need

The comforting hold of Hope's loyal creed.