Hope


I shall wear laughter in my lips Though in my heart is pain- God’s sun is always brightest after rain.

I shall go singing down my little way Though in my breast the dull ache grows- The song birds come again after the snow.

I shall walk eager still for what Life hold Although it seems the heard road will not end-One never knows the beauty round the bend!
Anna Blake Mezquida

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