Hope is thought of as an acorn providing
food for young animals,
a reflection still showing in a broken mirror,
a weed growing in the cracks of the sidewalk,
a small rosebud on a plant,
a symbolic flag seen through the smoke of a battle field.
Hope is the glimmer in a young child’s eyes,
a light through the fog,
the raindrops on a tree leaf.
It is an egg cracking.
It is the birth of an idea
by Susanna, 9th grade, Bellaire High School
Clare
Very beautiful imagery in this excellent poem! The details are exquisite and the feeling in it is filled with hope, life, courage, and vision.
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