An Hope

So sweet is this life

When the steps are rosy

So bitter is this life

When the going gets fussy.

 

You wouldn’t know the pains

The punches of life are true

You may deny its ugly canes

The scars are long over due.

 

It seems future cannot be bright

My heart rent apart within me

It sounds as if morrow is but a naught

My dream remains an hope so free!

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