Hope
I heard of hope.
It means forgiving the people who left without saying goodbye.
It means cherishing the good memories
And acknowledging the unpleasant ones.
It is a longing to seek out happiness and pursue your dreams.
Hope is the warm ray of sunlight shining down on your face.
Hope is a blank page, ready to tell a story.
Hope is a new beginning.
This poem is about:
Me
Our world