Friday, June 12, 2015


By Rachel V.

Like a glimmer on the ocean,
From the setting sun,
Hope rises anew
When all goodness seems to be gone.

Like the stars that give light,
To a black, hopeless night,
Hope shows us that God’s love is not done.

Like a whisper in the trees,
From a soft summer breeze,
Or a ripple on a lake,
When the day has just begun.
Hope spreads forth her hands.
She is a gift from God.


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