When the night grows to dawn and I sit alone I hope.
I hope.
When my life flashes by and I seem to fly I hope.
I hope.
When I've learned that it's done and the time has come I hope.
I hope.
When the casket gets brought down the isle with care I hope.
I hope.
You can take away my every part, my every thought, my every word.
But you cannot and you will not diminish, not even begin to diminish my hope.
My Hope.
January 27, 2011
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