Hope is good for the immune system.
Props us up so we don’t fall…
until we do.
Softens the features. Soothes
the brow, lifts the heart…
We chance it.
Would that it were a wrench to
tighten the bolts of our wobbly
world. Surer and tighter…
To live as though there were hope–
does that disrespect ourselves
or is it reasonable?
Helium balloons lift and maintain
until the journey’s over.
Sometimes. Nan 11/25/19
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