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Aug 9

A Poem of Hope by Chris Whitford

Posted on Friday, August 9, 2013 in Uncategorized


We’re gonna finish this week on mysilentscream with an insightful poem by Chris Whitford.

Hope licked its salty lips
And hung close as we both kissed

The lovely hearts of the amazing people

The hearts I keep close to me
In case the hope goes right through me

The hope of TreeHouse is an amazing thing
So don’t give up hope, no, don’t give up heart
Don’t leave this love in shards
Because the hate will eat you alive

But together we can strive
And be the best we can be
They even see the best in me

Everything goes, as everybody knows
Where it goes, nobody knows
But I know where I’ll go
When I feel hopeless and alone

While Chris wrote his poem as a tribute to the loving community of TreeHouse, each of us can have and bring hope to a wounded world: “I pray that God, who gives hope, will bless you with complete happiness and peace because of your faith. And may the power of the Holy Spirit fill you with hope.” 1

1 – Romans 15:13, CEV

Credits: This is an unnamed poem by poet Chris Whitford. He’s pictured on the right of Kyle. Kelly photobombed.

Bring on the comments

  1. Very touching

  2. He’s a wise young man and a wounded healer healed by the Healer.

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