©2016 Susan Noyes Anderson
The cynic in me flirts with gloom
when something makes me grieve.
But I won’t let it rent a room.
HOPE is what I believe.
Down is an empty feeling;
looming shadows chase the light.
There’s more to gain from healing,
not a lot to gain from blight.
It’s rather simple, after all.
Each person gets to choose.
Half full? Half empty? Stand or fall?
We own it, win or lose.
“I believe that imagination is stronger than knowledge. That myth is more potent than history. That dreams are more powerful than facts. That hope always triumphs over experience. That laughter is the only cure for grief. And I believe love is stronger than death.” – Robert Fulghum
I want to believe this.
I choose to believe it.
Because I can.
And because it makes me feel good.