Poetry: Hope

I look out my window

And I see a whole new world.

By Monica C. Voskamp

 

I look out my window

And I see a whole new world.

The grass is glistening diamonds

The trees are blossoming cherry red

The children are giggling loud

While hiding behind garden shrubs.

The grass smells of the sweetest fragrance

That would outbid any chanel.

The birds are singing soprano,

And I, I am here all smiles.

For I look out my window

And I see hope.

 

Always hope. Always believe. Always love. ❤

*Photo Credit: Photo by Rob Wingate on Unsplash

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