A Record of Poetry

My Name Is Hope

My name is Hope.

May I come in?

I thought I’d happen by,

To chase away your cares and woe,

And set your spirits high.

My name is Hope.

Am I in need?

I guessed so by your face.

Allow me just to step inside,

And brighten up the place.

My name is Hope.

Did I work well?

If so, I hope you’ll see,

When things go wrong, anytime,

All you need is me.

Maytresa Mein Lukstein