Hope
Of sane beauty like rose petals
Her heart is worth many medals
She habours the living strenght
Of the truly living Bond, sent
To man reconnect in unity
Back to eternal trinity.
Hope
Of the undying wit and smiles
That bears Wisdom on several miles
With her the ivy you always see
That flows from the only living He
She carries her name with no jives
And dispatches same in needy lives
Hope
From the scarcely common stock
Trickled from God’s holy Rock
She comes with many graces
And leaves us with their traces.
She is hope and she brings she
To many a many, to make life be!
