What good is a pen
If it cannot mend
A broken heart?
What’s the good in words
If it cannot console
An aching soul?
My pen is tired
From years of toil
And it is spent
From years of tears.
But what good is a pen
If it cannot begin
Again?
The thing about hope is that it’s a positive force that shines the most when it’s dark. When everything’s going well, we hardly notice it’s there. But when things go against us, when our dreams fade and when we see no immediate reprieve from our troubles, that’s when hope does its best work for us.
"Where Hope Can Be Found"