Tuesday, July 01, 2008

Persistent Hope

Hope follows me
like a little brother.
pesky, persistent
allows no escape
no silence in despair
thumbs freckled nose
at the shadow of death
sings despite darkness
off key, unrelenting
I cannot escape.
Thank you, hope

3 comments:

Bob Hendricks said...

Good poem. Hope is a nice shadow to have.

Mary said...

Awwww, I like very much picturing "Hope" as the pesky little brother!

Peggy said...

Lovely, Victoria.