For HOPE...

Fiercely...
It comes in like tidal waves.
This feeling of change.
Happiness steps forward and slaps me across the face.

(Sometimes its the only way to get my attention!)

Joy stands behind waiting to punch me in the eye...
Yes, sometimes I just don't get it.
Being subtle with me never really works.

I have never been known for my ability to scoop up Hope.
Yet there she stands...
Waiting for me to turn and embrace her.
Shaking her head, she finally just comes to me.

(Like I said, I am not really good at this!)

Feeling yet unworthy of my good fortune.
I force myself to stand still long enough for Hope to lay hold of me.
She grabs me and we at last embrace...

I see forward, and strangely the view is bright.
And Hope hands me my shades and takes me by the hand.
She steps forward into the light pulling me along...

And then,
at last,
I smile...