—Hope, Is It a Speck of Light...

Hope, is it a speck of light

When sleeping one dim night?

'T is a bright light, isn't it right?

The living think, they might!

Compared to a bird, Emily said

But aren't they waiting to be fed?

An unequal crumb that's shredded

Of whose god when hope's dead?

An expert so concretized hope

That while there's life, 't is also there

So we strove to balance and cope

Until it almost cured hope's hunger!

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