(POEM3) TOUGH TIMES

When life hangs u on a rope,
with hope you can often cope.
When life loses her lovely taste,
don't embrace despair in haste.
Hope may appear so frail
but her breath doesn't fail.
Her very last drop of breath
is longer than eternity's breadth.
When life still lingers,
Hope remains a melodious singer.
Storms may strive for long;
positivity can never be wrong.
The light of a young day,
inspires in so many ways.
Hope is the thread that holds life;
she's immune against every knife.
Do not bow to despair...
with Hope, life remains fair.
Tough times are never brave;
they end up in early graves.
WRITTEN BY PARAMIND