An Echo Of Hope(I Dream Of Yesterday)

Poem By O.S. Brooks

Let's dream until we get there,
And carry hope with us,
We'll kiss the skyline after,
We taught the world to trust.

Let's believe until we get there,
And play out freedom's song,
Till mornings cradle laughter,
While faith and love hold strong.

Let's rise until we wake the day,
With cheers of how we've came,
To call this land we've always loved,
Our dream of yesterday.

Let's reach until we get there,
For passionate we've made,
A stand as pure as symphonies,
As warm as heaven's rays.

Let's love until we get there,
Holding faith within our hands,
We'll reach and teach each other,
To help God heal this land.

Let's rise until we wake the day,
With cheers of how we've came,
To call this land we've always loved,
Our dream of yesterday.

Let's hope until we get there,
That time will place with care,
A chance to make a difference,
A difference while we're here.

Let's trust until we get there,
Let's together learn to shine,
And caress the moment after,
We've reached our goals in mind.

Let's rise until we wake the day,
With cheers of how we've came,
To call this land we've always loved.
Our dream of yesterday.

Comments about An Echo Of Hope(I Dream Of Yesterday)

A good poem! Yesterday's dream, will become a reality today! Sure, it will!


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