Hope… 24/02/2014 by adeeyoyo 13 Comments . Good and evil, God and the devil, Hope and despair. In our need to survive Hope keeps us alive; As the cool waters flow Hope keeps us afloat In the sea(-son) of life. Hope is frail, pale, A shadow without substance, Hollow as an empty bowl Until, filled with God’s promise, Trust is born in our soul. . ©Denise G Allen, 24 February 2014 10:02 Rate this:Share this:TwitterFacebookEmailPrintLinkedInPocketLike this:Like Loading... Related Author: adeeyoyo I am a middle-aged South African woman, living in Johannesburg. I began writing poetry towards the end of May 2010. I love animals – sometimes more than people! I am back after a break. Thanks for still being here, if you are! Missed you! xxx
24/02/2014 at 10:11 am
I am happy to read it. Have a beautiful day 🙂
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25/02/2014 at 9:40 am
I’m happy that you’re happy 😀
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24/02/2014 at 11:15 am
Lyrical.
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25/02/2014 at 9:41 am
Hmmm, thanks Ben. 🙂
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24/02/2014 at 2:27 pm
You are so good at this… marvelous…
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25/02/2014 at 9:42 am
Thanks for the lovely comment, Bulldog. 🙂
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24/02/2014 at 2:57 pm
until trust is born…yeah, having that trust makes all the difference
some cool word play throughout….smiles.
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25/02/2014 at 9:43 am
Thanks Brian. especially from the king of wordplay.. 🙂
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24/02/2014 at 8:42 pm
When Faith comes to work for you, Hope is no longer needed and has to go and find another position!
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25/02/2014 at 9:45 am
You are too clever, Col. Notice this time I left out the ‘by half’! 😀
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24/02/2014 at 11:28 pm
Lovely and engaging use of rhyme. Very enjoyable read.
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05/03/2014 at 8:17 am
Thanks Spug, I’m so glad you enjoyed it. 🙂
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08/03/2014 at 12:15 pm
Lovely thoughts expressed here, adee. Hope is often the only thing that keeps us on the right track. 🙂
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