Hope

I saw hope today She was a read-head Slender and tall with a smile That shone bright on a moonless night I saw hope in motion As she walked by She seemed to be beckoning Gesturing, asking me to join her In the walk of hope Her hand felt supple and soft Reassuring me, firmly clutching mine Making me feel like I could achieve anything Clutching onto the coat-tails of hope Never letting go Her perfume being the first smell of success My soul resting Comfortably ensconced in the bosom of hope Suckling on the milk of human kindness I saw hope today