I seem to be in musical mode. This is the second ‘song’ I’ve written since after last night’s yoga class – and not for the first time after yoga. What’s that about? The other one’s a fair bit longer so I’ll save you from that – for the moment! I’m not even sure this one’s finished but I’m hitting publish anyway. While singing. 🙂
What picks me up
When I fall down,
What keeps me going on,
What urges me
In ailing days,
What keeps me fighting strong
Are all the ways
You look at me,
Your face, how it beguiles,
The hopes and dreams
I harbour dear,
Life in all its styles.
What brings me back
When life is tough,
What raises spirits high,
What pulls me through
Adversity,
Many answers why,
But, most of all,
It’s hope, my dear,
Hope and struggling on,
Hope in you
And love all true,
Hope’s my living song.
What fires my flame
In all but name,
What burns behind my smile
Is hope that lives
Eternally,
Keeps me going for miles.
What hope I have
All rests in you,
In love and give and take,
My living song,
The whole day long,
Is hope for its own sake.
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