The Lighter Side of Despair

What's this thing I hear called hope?

I lost it all; I want to cope.

The lighter side of despair;

If only I could lift me up,

I could cope, there is no doubt;

There wouldn't be no need to pout.

From the rest I close myself;

At times I wish that I could hide.

Wide open are my very eyes;

I got up with no surprise.

I passed the test without a fail;

I feel good now, that's for sure.

Moments of sunshine, laughter, joy;

Those were the times I thought of you.

Pictures of a boy you showed,

The scene was good; the view was great.

We'd pretend to use the mic,

Together singing songs we liked.

Like a treasure of memories,

Measures of pleasures are all good.

All your dreams are good to hold,

With good thoughts, we will make a team.

For each other, we'll be friends,

Through thick and thin, we will be there.


Written By Anna Marie Carlson
Thursday, April 2, 2020