Hope does not have a number, <br />At the disposal of each man. <br /> <br />It means rather to be open, <br />As open as dare can. <br /> <br />Despare does not bury, <br />Hopes or illusions one prepares. <br /> <br />But to harmonize with itself, <br />Of mans' enviroment, as birds' to air. <br /> <br />He is a world known creature, <br />Who himself lives everywhere. <br /> <br />Hope is mans' breath of life, <br />And God's breath of purest air.<br /><br />Linda Winchell<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/hope-199/
