HopeÔÇÖs sake- by: Sarah Thompson Hope. What a complex design. Infinite chances and changes Reliant on abstract promises of Hope. Though we call it benign. Innumerable hearts and minds Scattered and splattered from Hope. When IÔÇÖm sick of ÔÇ£just fineÔÇØ. Harrowing gazes impertinent From voices vacated of Hope. But when stars align, Souls glisten with incandescent Prospects of reunion with Hope. When yours becomes mine. … Continue reading Hope’s sake (Poem)