A Poem of HOPE for you...

Hope Is The Thing With Feathers - Emily Dickinson

“Hope” is the thing with feathers -

That perches in the soul -

And sings the tune without the words -

And never stops - at all -

And sweetest - in the Gale - is heard -

And sore must be the storm -

That could abash the little Bird

That kept so many warm -

I’ve heard it in the chillest land -

And on the strangest Sea -

Yet - never - in Extremity,

It asked a crumb - of me.

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I hope you’re all keeping well and safe; above water. This time really is tough for all but I promise that with #LOVE, compassion and hope we can get through it together. We need each other more than ever now. Sometimes it’s hard to find a reason to smile, however if there’s one thing I know for sure- smiling is contagious. Love to you all... keep going and keep hope.

Henry x