Hope is a canvas painted with dawn.
The bright sparkly eyes of a fresh newborn.
Hope are the wings that soar through the sky.
It’s a leap of faith, a risk, a try.

The breaking light at the end of a cave.
Hope is faith and being brave.
Hope is a phoenix rising from ashes.
Has courage and bravery throughout its crashes.

The rolling rain clouds that visit barren land.
Words of fortitude, a helping hand.
Hope is a face lit with gleam.
“Hope is a waking dream”