Hope is a child in the midst of a storm,
Braving the winds, her spirit still warm,
With a smile on her face, she looks up high,
As the clouds roll by, she sees the clear sky.
She dances in puddles, without a care,
Her laughter a melody, filling the air,
She knows that the rain won't last forever,
And that the sun will shine, oh so clever.
Though the thunder booms, and the lightning strikes,
Hope is not afraid, her heart still hikes,
For in her innocence, she knows the truth,
That after the rain, there will be new youth.
Hope is a child, with a heart so pure,
Her faith in life, forever secure,
She knows that even in the darkest of nights,
The stars will shine, and bring new sights.
So let us be like Hope, when life gets rough,
Let us keep our faith, even when it's tough,
For just like the child in the storm's embrace,
Hope will guide us to a brighter place
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