Hope

 Sweet, gleamy buds sway

Waiting eagerly to bloom

An ounce or an inch

A hope Every day

Past was dark Buried down there

A glimmer Behold!

Glistening new dawn is here

an ounce or an inch

A new rising hope

eagerly waiting, today!

Neither storm could  thwart

Nor any drought could dismay

fresh, new beginning

an ounce or an inch

Full with lots of hope, today!