
It begins with those dark days,
The days when everything seems lost,
You feel it.
A small warm glow
Continuously burning in your chest.
A small pool of heat that builds
Until it consumes your very being.
You remember it.
Remember when it went out before
And with a vengeance, my dear
You come surging back to me
Bringing me the warmth that only you offer.
The continuation of more,
Easing my suffering
And bringing to me the courage that I so seek to carry on.
I'll keep you in my heart, in my head.
I'll wear you proudly on my sleeve
I'll share you with the world
For you, my angel, are Hope.
About the Creator
Mariam Naeem
Writer - Short Stories, Poetry
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