What's it like to feel hope?
I think I remember,
it's been so long.
Hope is to wish for something,
to want something good to happen.
Hope is what keeps us hanging on,
when we have nothing else.
Hope is what we feel,
when all other emotions die away.
Hope is the bird we fly on,
the raft that helps us float,
what keeps us from drowning.
So just once, without fear or apprehension,
I'll climb aboard hope's wings,
and let it guide me.