There are so many people in the world who through no fault of their own go without the basic things in life. Food, shelter, love, income, family and in some cases even a country. Such hardship and suffering exists both at home and abroad. One thing they do all have is hope. Hope is omnipresent and deep within all of us. It reminds us we are alive and there is still a chance that things will get better. We cling to it as if our life depends on it because without hope there is nothing. We have all experienced some form of despair at low times and we can feel very alone. It made me realize how just simple gestures from those we know, and also from strangers, can make such a difference to our lives and ease some of the suffering. A kind thought costs us nothing neither does spending a little of our time with someone who is lonely. Sharing some food could be the difference between going to bed hungry or not for a desperate person. If we can be anything in this life, shouldn’t we be kind?
Hope
The light at the end of the tunnel
A glimmer of something outside of pain
The thread you hang on to
So life would not be in vain
A hand keeping your head above water
Someone saying a kind word
Breaking through the silence
Like the gentle song of a bird
The five dollar bill in your jeans
That made it through the wash
You’re going to make it by any means
Your dreams will not be squashed
Optimism in the face of adversity
Don’t let them ever get you down
Pessimism is not in your lexicon
A big hug to wipe away that frown
Wishes to be granted
A talk back from the ledge of despair
The kindness of those you don’t know
Who will send up a prayer
A good wish from a stranger
Someone aware of your heartache
A basket of food left at your door
Or perhaps a homemade cake
These gestures are so small to many
But those who are down on their luck
Will absorb them like a sponge
Because that’s all they have to get unstuck
Sometimes hope is all we have
When times make it hard to cope
Life can take more that it will give
But in the end there is always hope
Christine Bolton
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