Hope Is a Thousand
Hope is a thousand
Repeated words
Of what is
And what is to come.
Hope is in the butterflies
Of a thousand wishes,
That one day things
Will suddenly change,
That the life I live
Won’t be the life
I will be living.
Hope is in the sight
Of a thousand stars,
That out of all the
Plentiful stars
In the sky,
You would wish
On me.
Hope is in the flow
Of a thousand tears
Flowing from my eyes
And onto my cheeks,
That, in some miracle,
The tears will build
Me a new river
That I can follow,
So my path will change
For the better.
Hope is in the noise
Of a thousand steps,
The clatter of my feet
Towards you,
Hoping that this time,
Things will be different,
That you will open your arms wide
And accept me.
Hope is in the confusion
Of a thousand thoughts,
That I’m hoping for the right
One,
Or if I should let go.
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