- Emilie Grace Rush (English 9 Honors, March 2, 2016)
I've come to terms with life.
It's tremendous highs,
It's sickening lows
and its measly middle.
Some days are fantastic,
others lackluster.
A few heartbreaking,
yet I don't lose hope.
I don't lose hope
when life rains on my parade
or renders me diseased, or
when it brings the dark cloud of despair.
When it does, I dream of the summer sun,
and harmonious joy
with family and friends,
signing of bliss and cheer.
Hope surprises me
like a cool breeze on a humid summer's day
or a freshly cut diamond in the midst of grime and rust
not always clear, but always there.
We expect for hope to come regardless,
to silently meet our needs
to fuel our dreams
and allow us to continue on for all of eternity.
Yet I know it is such,
and I know there is hope for me.
"Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ!
In His great mercy he has given us new birth into a living hope
through the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead,
and into an inheritance that can never perish, spoil or fade.
1 Peter 1:3-4a NIV
