Focus

In the realm of shadows, where sorrows creep, With a flicker of light, hope starts to seep. Amidst the chaos, like a beacon so bright, A good thing emerges, casting away blight. Hope, the savior, in its gentle embrace, Paints vibrant colors on life's withered face. With each verse whispered and every note sung, A symphony of dreams, where hope has begun. Within the hearts burdened by despair's weight, Hope wraps its wings, and unravels the fate. It whispers of triumph in the darkest of nights, Glimmers of solace, like celestial lights. For a good thing brings forth a radiant morn, Where seeds of courage and dreams are reborn. With the power to mend, to heal every soul, Hope ignites passion, making broken hearts whole. In every sunrise, with its golden rays, A chance to start anew, to follow the ways That good things beckon, where blessings reside, Where hopes and aspirations beautifully collide. Focus on a good thing, a dear friend of mine, Unleash the hope that within you does shine. Embrace the joys that life's journey supplies, And paint the world with love that never dies.