Hope Floats   Hope is something wished for, And a means to escape, All the current storms of evil, Caused by sickness, death and hate. Yes, some see hope as fading, Drowning in a flood of despair. They see it as a sinking vessel, A boat beyond repair. But hope to me is like a feather, Floating up to Heaven so gracefully, High above all those storm clouds, And the raging of the sea. By Chad Thieman © 2008 Chad Thieman (All rights reserved)

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