Donnerstag, 4. April 2019

Ingrids Auswahl - Ingrids Poetry (77)

 

Hope

Hope, sweet Hope is a magic word
 It leaves no human Soul unstirred.
When storms arise, hope bids us stay
To lead us on, to show the way.
A faithful Anchor bright and sure
That helps the human Soul endure.
Hope is the beat within the heart
When all seams lost finds a new start.
Hope is a treasure, a gift from above
Given to Man by our God of love.

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