Hope is . . .

Hope is like losing your voice.

It hurts like when you lose your hope.

One day you have it, the next day you don’t.

And one day it will come back.

To me

hope is like glass

it’s fragile, but

can be recycled

and turned into

something even

stronger than

before

Hope is like a compass.

It can lead to unknown places to go,

but sometimes you gotta take the chance

And see where it takes you.