a poem by Anne Sharon W

Life is a lone journey,
All the hands you shake,
All the friends you make,
All the smiles you take,
Melt like dew on a summer tree.

You have to walk that silent road,
Walk past faithless friends,
Walk past for time never mends,
Walk past betrayal, till the journey ends,
Life needs that which you never owed.

Yet you know your heart can bear,
Storms in the inner mind,
Faith that will never bind,
Forgotten love left behind,
Fading memories of the worst nightmare.

You still have hope, you know not how,
To see the morning light,
To wear a smile so bright,
To await a peaceful night,
For Hope is not yours, it comes from up above.