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I did not write this poem i found it on the web.

It's called Hope:


If, when faced with the bad, when told everything is futile, you can still
look up and end the conversation with the phrase... "yeah....BUT.." Then you
still have hope...

Hope is such a marvelous thing. It bends, it twists, it sometimes
hides, but rarely does it break... It sustains us when nothing else can...
It gives us reason to continue and courage to move ahead, when we tell
ourselves we'd rather give in...

Hope puts a smile on our face when the heart cannot manage... Hope puts our
feet on the path when our eyes cannot see it... Hope moves us to act when
our souls are confused of the direction....

Hope is a wonderful thing, something to be cherished and nurtured, and
something that will refresh us in return... And it can be found in each of
us, and it can bring light into the darkest of places...