Hope

“You found me from somewhere and stretched your hand
I clasped your hand and held them very close.
In a few days time you taught me how to fly.
I would fly – sometimes with you; sometimes without.
And then one fine day you locked me up in the cage
The cage, had just enough space to flap my wings
But wouldn’t let me fly.
I thought it was a game. You would come soon.
I waited, waited…
interspersing with old memories and the hope of new ones
There is joy in hope. There is a blush incomparable. There is happiness bountiful.
And so I kept waiting until one day
You came and stood before me and opened the cage.
Stretching out your hands to me you gave your charming smile.
Only to realise I had forgotten to fly.
The long await, the patience had torn me apart.
I was left without hope.”