White TigerA Poem by Hope
White tigers all amidst the storm;
How to see this cold world warm? Instant strength, and calm reserve, Tethers to the world's faint curve. Ethereal, Trusting, Instinctive, Grounded - Everything yet we've come and Rounded. © 2014 Hope |
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Added on November 26, 2013 Last Updated on June 16, 2014 Author
HopeSomewhere MagnificentAboutMy name is Hope. Music and poetry have been my life since before I can remember. I can't tell you who I am, but I can only show you. What I can tell you is who I believe in. I believe that Jesus .. more..Writing
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