Hope Eternal

When hope and dreams all fade away,

distrust and suspicion settles in to stay,

depression creeps in like a dark cloud.

Completely engulfing you in a black shroud,

deep inside of you there is a tiny spark

of hope eternal, and trust, and faith.

by Helen Cline

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