HOPE

The sunlight beams through the clouds;

The brightly glistening flora sheds its crown. 

Uniting in the tranquil meadows and vast fields;

Honeycombed with swarming bees and rabbit holes. 

Roses love but beware the thorns;

Daffodils whisper of coming spring;

Poppies dream a great many things. 

Thunder claps from high up so loud;

Lightning strikes from a darkened cloud. 

Stars may wink last goodbyes;

And the Sun might just disguise. 

The moon may shrink and come to a naught;

Man will realize late enough to shed a tear. 

Universe shall then turn to dust;

Flora and fauna will waste away. 

Man will then spend his time in darkness;

Hoping for a brand new day.

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