Hope

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Monday 25th March 

Hope whispers softly
In the darkest night
A strange beacon
In the dimming light

It won't be the same 
Just know it's true
In the depths of faith  
Maybe find trust anew 

It can't be the same
The echoes cry
But belief shines bright
In the tear-stained sky

Entwined in the heart
Where hope abides
Finding strength
To sail life's tides

Love you so much
Treasured sons
Beloved Mum
xxxxx
Grey and wet to start the week

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