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Hope: A poem by Priya Washikar

The lone ray of the sun streaming in an old room
The hope in a soldiers eyes that the war shall end soon

Hope is when an orphan thinks she’ll not be alone
God shall send a family whom she’ll  call her own

Hope is  life’s antidote for any sadness or pain
The mirror of hope might be in a tiny drop of rain

The flickering flame of a candle burns till it’s last light
Emits optimism when it says
never give up without a fight

Changing season speaks of hope
Such cheer and happiness it brings
When the flowers bloom and say
Winter’s given way to spring

Aspiration lies in small things, we see
Hope lies within you and me

Be optimistic and
There’s no peril you can’t cope
After all someone’s rightly said
The world lives on hope