HOPE

I remember playing with my mother

Laughing in the garden holding a feather

I felt life was enjoying

But as I grew up it became annoying

 

The memories which I still hold in the heart

They got carried away by the time’s cart

Play some and carefree, I was

Is growing up as an elder the cause?

 

All I see now

Is talks of anger

In front of God I bow

I have hopes that I can fill love

But how?

 

As a child life was a wonder

I realised sorrow is just a blunder

Don’t we sometimes see the sky thunder?

 

I don’t blame anyone though

I try to row

The boat of life

Along the river of hopes with belief