Hope is a garden
Of seed sown with tears,
Planted with love
Amidst the present fears.
Hope is a rainbow
Of butterfly wings,
Gently it beckons,
Lightly it sings.
Hope is a present
Of future each day,
A voice from our heart
To show us the way.
Hope is not passive,
It’s real and alive,
Hope is a strength
To guide choices made wise.
Yes, hope is a garden
Grown from love and from tears,
And hope which is nurtured
Survives throughout the years.
~ Mattie J.T. Stepanek (May 21, 2003)
Pg 182 – Reflections of a Peacemaker
Beautiful poem. Words of wisdom from a wisw young person.
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