Hope
By Marty McBroom
Hope has no limits,
Hope doesn’t judge,
Hope is a blessing,
That won’t hold a grudge.
Hope is the light,
At the end of the tunnel,
That everyone feels,
When they’re stuck in a bubble.
A bubble of defeat,
A bubble of despair,
A bubble of anguish,
When life isn’t fair.
When everything is against you,
And all you want to do is mope,
You know it will all be alright,
Because there is Hope.