She’s little
Not even 8
But she has hope
Hope that shines
Through her blue eyes
Hope that dances
Across her face
Just like how she
Dances in the rain
Listening to Taylor Swift
Not a care in the world
She hopes
For things she doesn’t quite
Understand
But she knows
Things need to be better
Her hope
Is like a hug
Warm
Steady
Something to keep me
Hoping
Her hope
Is shiny and sparkly
Like her plastic crown
That she wears
When she’s the princess
Of unicorn world
Her hope
Is beautiful
Posted in response to the challenge Hope & Resilience.
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