Holly's Hope

written for my step-daughter Holly, whom I love as my own and more

Holly’s Hope

 

We look as if we’ve got the touch

we look as if it’s magic;

If we just stand for kings and such

Our lacking tact proves tragic.

 

When magic says, “Hey, what the hell,”

Can we convince our muddied minds?

The stories always go untold,

unless they stand the test of time.

 

            If life can make its magic spin,

            if life shows our ambition in,

            to let us out or let us in?

            Can all the fevered hope begin?

                       

 

If magic is our clearest hope, you know

what life may say ‘bout that;

the truth is that the pious truth…reflects and

prays, what life begat.

 

            Who really cares if our own folk

            have no good leg to stand upon?

            Believers know to go for broke

            And love the person they’ve become.

 

Can we become the hallowed few

recalling how this plan was hatched?

Instead of Jesus showing us

Can all His truths align and match?

 

            This must be where the magic is,

            when we can shrink before His eyes;

            With one embrace, we live as one,

            We sing as one, we harmonize.

 

His love finds all, the final prize;

No tears need fall before His eyes;

We cry the pain of our own lies,

While waiting for His stars to rise.

 

 

                       dan © 2013

Reviews

[Cryingkate]

I read it
I embrace it
I etched in in my mind
Encompassed it with my Heart

[dan]

So, did you like it?.....thanks as usual for my swelled head, pie in the sky ego. Seriously, thank you. take care...dan

[Cryingkate]

LOL...:-)............