Hope

What a delight it is to have you— so glittering, so shining, so beautiful, yet so fragile.

You can arrive like a friend, or disappear like smoke. You can also become false, making us believe what never truly was.

Still, it is better to have hope than to surrender before reality arrives.

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For if you have given me joy, what if that joy is only delayed, not denied?

If my health fails, might it not be restored?

If my results disappoint me, might they not improve?

Whether you prove true or reveal yourself as an illusion,

I would rather walk with hope than live without it.