QUINTA DE POESIA

Poesia de minha neta Isabela  (11 anos e indo para o sexto grau do colégio)

MY HOPE


Hope
Is
Skinned knees
Healing
Hope
Tumbling down a grass covered hill
Recently veiled in snow
Hope that
Death brings
Life
Love
Hoping still
Young children
All grown up
Happiness
A sapling
Planted in the ground
Brings me
Hope
Tha the world
Can be a better place
Apple pie in the oven
Smells of truth
We have bad days
No high heels
Cleats
Ball in the goal
Brings me
Hope
We can change the world
With love
And with
Friendship
Thoughts clouded by doubt
Then brightened by
Hope
Cats and dogs
Black and White
All the different faces on the earth
Hope
Is
Us


Izzy Burton
12/2/2015.