Hope

I’ve heard about Hope,

she guides people past what's tough,

She’s the bridge that arches over seas

that are filled with waves so rough,

Hope lifts up the spirits,

of the downtrodden and the weak,

She gives courage and a voice to those

who feel so shy and meek,

Hope keeps people going,

she pushes them to succeed,

She is everything that one could want,

and something we all need.

But hope is kind of funny,

she likes to hide from me,

And sometimes in the darkest caves,

I still am not able to see,

I stretch my arms and reach,

I yell and plead for her to come,

And when she doesn't I start to feel

so miserable and so dumb.

But hope is kind of funny,

because although she likes to hide,

The only place you have to look

to find her is inside,

Hope is in the dark corners,

just waiting to break free,

Sitting still until you ask for her

to give you peace and harmony.

So if you're in a cave,

I hope you keep on searching,

Because hope is always there with you

if you don't give up on looking.