River of Hope

On the river of hope

I floated my dream

Raw and exposed

It meant

What was seen


On the river of hope

Came a thought

To me

Is there time left?

For the thread of angels

Too save me


On the river of hope

Rests a man’s last child

One of different colors

One that exists

In time


In my river

And maybe theirs too

May I call unto you

For hope

For a fool


And so without

Crystal or diamonds

I lay bare unto you

My life long friend

And partner


Will you let me rest

In a field of fiery zest

So that when that day

Comes to me to say


Thank heaven friend

A life with no end

Rests upon

A river of hope

Of hopes eternal

Never ending


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