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.
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.