alright heres one more, i swear last awful poem i'll make all you non-existant people read. i promise, unless you complain then I'll write a poem everyday and make you read them.


Jake McDonough Freewrite
Hope is a flower that blooms in the city
Under the pollution and red traffic lights
Hope is a breeze that cools the whole street
And picks us up on those hot summer nights

Hope is a child that never gets old
And never stops laughing through life
Hope is a cure that raises the dead
And brings back that lost husband or wife

Hope is a dove that sits on your sill
And sings you to sleep when your down
Hope is a friend who never forgets
That you love to go out on the town

Hope is a drink that quenches and heals
And keeps you going all day
Hope is your angel who watches forever
Keeping you happy in every way

Hope is a raindrop that puts out a fire
And saves a village from pain
Hope is an umbrella over your head
Keeping you dry in the rain

Hope is a child selling some fruit
To give a family a chance to live
Hope is an apple with a million seeds
So this earth has that much more to give

Hope is a country united as one
To rebuild what they may have lost
Hope is a charity collecting for people
To help them no matter what the cost

Hope is a stranger willing to give
To people who can only receive
Hope is a family waiting for a relative
To be cured of some terrible disease

Hope is no pride but only belief
That you can do what must be done
Hope is a blind man walking down the street
Admiring the glow of the son

Hope is a jumble of all different races
Working towards a greater way of life
Hope is a wolf walking through the woods
Granting a deer its life

Hope is me and hope is you
Despite what you think its not what we do
Hope is our way of moving through life
And making decisions that put an end to strife