Hope Steals In
Hope steals in
Through the largest of cracks
It makes silver from tin
And nothing feels to lack.
Hope steals in
Through the stormiest of clouds
It lets light shine in,
And makes the quiet, loud.
Hope steals in
Through he darkest of night
It kicks bedtime haunts in the shin
And ends a scary plight.
Hope steals in
Through all troubles met in life
It helps you once again begin
And resist everlasting strife.
poem by Margaret Everard
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