My Cup of Hope

April 24, 2011
By Vidra PLATINUM, Midlothian, Virginia
Vidra PLATINUM, Midlothian, Virginia
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Favorite Quote:
“I write only because
There is a voice within me
That will not be still.”
-Sylvia Plath


I have this cup of hope
That fills itself to the brim
When I see you.
It overflows with the laughter of children,
Leaves rustling under my feet on a crisp fall day and
Miniscule fireflies that flutter with promise in the starry night sky.

I have this cup of hope
That loses its wonder
When I see you with her.
It looks like children crying,
Leaves that are gone because of an icy winter and
The lonely fireflies are left to perish in the jar.



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