Linda G. Hill’s challenge is to write something on the theme of “hope.” We are to write with little editing. That’s hard for me to do. I don’t like to turn in rough drafts, but here I am, accepting the challenge and thinking I know I could improve this if it weren’t against the rules. So read away! The concept I am writing about is good, even if the style is not so great. I am ever so thankful for HOPE. Thanks, Linda. Feeling humbled, I’ll be around to read the writings of others.

Tension is tight, There is no light

I feel tightness as a rope;

I’m discouraged, there seems no hope.

But then I think of what is true:

Birds flying in skies of blue,

Eggs boiling in the pot

Enough to eat though not a lot.

Bonbons roasting on a fire

The people are here whom I desire

Sofa so soft,  soap so mild

Beautiful memories of my child

Eternal home with those in glory

Sitting at the computer to tell my story

Husband’s gone on to the bed

Flag is waving—white, blue and red

As I think on these good thoughts, I notice hope

Steals across across my mind.

I look forward to the future,

Having faith in things with which I cope.


Written for Stream of Consciousness Saturday

About oneta hayes

ABOUT ME Hello. To various folks I am Neat’nee, Mom, Grandma Neta, Gramma, Aunt Neta, Aunt Noni, Aunt Neno, and Aunt Neto (lots of varieties from little nieces and nephews). To some I’m more like “Didn’t you used to be my teacher?” or “Don’t I know you from someplace?” To you, perhaps, I am a Fellow Blogger. Not “fellow” like a male or a guy, but “fellow” like a companion or an adventurer. I would choose to be Grandma Blogger, and have you pull up a chair, my website before you, while I tell you of some days of yore. I have experienced life much differently than most of you. It was and is a good life. I hope to share nuggets of appreciation for those who have gone before me and those who come after me. By necessity you are among those who come after me and I will tell you of those who came before. Once upon a time in a little house on a prairie - oops, change that lest I commit plagiarism - and change that “house on the prairie” to “dugout on the prairie.” So my story begins...
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7 Responses to THINK HOPE

  1. Faye says:

    hope, indescribable. Only the believer KNOWS what HOPE the eternal Gift is about. That you for accepting these writing challenges.

  2. JoAnna says:

    Good job with the prompt! – when we think about all our blessings, hope grows. It’s always there if we just look for it.

  3. Hope is our motivation that keep us going

  4. Athira says:

    Hope gives a way

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