Hope

Hope-
epitomised daily
in the waking of children,
jubilant and expectant,
energy levels restored, 
ready for another day's adventure
beneath open sky.
Bare-footed, laughing, free.
Endlessly creative.
Ever hopeful of good
Easily content with 
either 
bread or water
or 
cake and tea.
The spread is not the focus,
having something to share together is.
Reminders of the intrinsic flame we each possess,
yet reason and doubt quench its light
before it even glows.
Hope for me is spelled,
" C h i l d r e n. "

Published by thrivezim

I'm a lover of free verse poetry and cups of tea. The quickest way to energise me is to give me a moment under open sky, preferably in a garden. I love beautiful trees and Purple Crested Lourie birds and making school come alive for my students.

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