Hope for More

July 10, 2013

We stumble through life,

Pushing through-fighting, trying.

Hope that the red bird sings in the morning; we can do no more.

Going through life-working, fighting.

Hoping that the sun rises tomorrow; we can always do more.

Running through life-trying, working.

Hoping that the storm clears; we can use an umbrella.

Dancing through life-effortless, enjoyable.

We live.

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