new hope: New Hope For a New Year
- 12/26/16 08:25 PM
New Hope For a New Year “Hope is the thing with feathers - That perches in the soul - And sings the tune without the words - And never stops - at all -
And sweetest - in the Gale is heard - And sore must be the storm - That could abash the little Bird That kept so many warm -
I’ve heard it in the chilliest land - And on the strangest Sea - Yet - never - in Extremity - It asked a crumb - of me.” Emily Dickinson 1830 – 1886, American Poet
As I see it . . . . . . . New hope for a New (6 comments)