Hope is an Angel
With soft white wings
Draped in gold
Decked in spring
Auburn haired,
Ocean eyed,
Floating high,
In the starlit sky.
She is the light that
Shines upon light
The gentle force that
Guides me to greatness
Hope’s feathery wings
Touched my face
My heart – oh my heart –
Filled with divine light
Success shines bright
Ahead of me
My angel will carry me
To it, on her feathered wings.
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Madras Courier originally ran as a broadsheet with a poetry section. It was a time when readers felt comfortable sharing glimpses of their lives through verse. If you have a poem you’d like to submit, do email us at [email protected].
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