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A Dragonfly

Like the shining dragonfly

Hope manages to lighten the sky

Like the little blue bird flying over the dark woods

Hope manages to soar above despairing truths

Even where the sun may never shine

Hope is the spark of a flame divine

It’ll outlive the darkest winter

To see of spring even just a sliver

Hope strives to be greater than what is

Hope strives to grant every wish

For better or worse,

It looks to the possible futures

No matter how deep the present fractures

When all seems lost

It shows you that there remains a way, no matter what

But to follow this dragonfly

You must find your wings

To be the blue bird

You must trust the wind

For hope is faith and faith is hope

Believing a helping hand waits at the end of the rope

By bhavya bansal MYP 5a