Hope

What is this thing called hope?

This feeling that comes and goes like a dream, suddenly there, then vanishing like steam.

Does the bear feel it when he sleeps for the winter?

Before the trees awaken in the spring, are they filled with hope?

Hope cannot be touched or bought or sold, its feeling so strong, more precious than gold.

I pray for this gift from above, it is sent from God and a family of love.