How nice to feel the love and faith
Of hope that is in the air.
We talk to each other sometimes.
We dare to relax our anger,
And remember why we are there.
Our lives have changed over time.
Years.
Sometimes good, sometimes bad.
Always a hope
That we will leave a good earth,
Happy, not sad.
We give to our children
A promise of faith
That we hope will last years.
Through it,
Lives this dream of ours
That all humanity,
No matter where,
Will share our dreams
And believe in our care.
The saying goes:
You live in hope,
You die in despair.
Larry Kal is a poet/writer and member of the "Tea and Tales" writing group, which is a part of the Programs for Older Adults, LAUSD, North Hollywood Poly Adult School.
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