-- Hope Springs Eternal --

John Herlihy

Arrival of hope can be a dangerous thing,

Into the expectant mind unrealities bring.

Wishing all our stray hopes to materialize,

Fashioning dreams that we tend to idolize.

Hoping for days that certain things would occur,

Hoping for things that our pitiful hearts may stir.

The future would bring a long lost friend back,

Our coffers be filled with all the things we lack.

Until the day arrives when our hopes have failed,

All the wishing gone to naught our hopes entailed.

Our hopes, like mist, in the mercy of a wind at play,

Our hopes, like rainwater, that simply drain away.

There they are in the mind, like prodigals returned,

Rising as a phoenix, out of ashes thoroughly burned.

Hope springs eternal, like a random wind that blew,

Uplifting our spirits, whether or not they come true .

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Copyright © John Herlihy

Monday 3 May 2021