SECH

HOPE

I shall wear laughter on my lips
Though in my heart is pain--
God's sun is always brightest after rain.

I shall go singing down my little way
Though in my breast the dull ache grows--
The song birds come again after the snows.

I shall walk eager still for what Life holds
Although it seems the hard road will not end--
One never knows the beauty round the bend!

-Anna Blake Mezquida