The Unexpected

December 18, 2007
Hope can be,
You can loose it,
And never find it again.

At any given moment,
Hope takes flight
Wings disappearing
Into the blue sky.

You really don’t know,
If you’ll
Spot it again.
Who knows?

And you don’t have the hope,
To keep watching the sky.
Waiting for it,
To fly back to you.

You’re worthless,
You don’t have wings,
The hope to fly,
You’re grounded.

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