Hope
By Jeffrey Fisher
Are you a promise
Or an apparition
A way of life
Or simple attrition
An ideal to strive for
Or to petition
At night alone
Without a place
Without a home
I wait for you
Wondering how far must I roam
What type of vision
With what precision
Must I express
For your collision
Are you a witch
Hiding in a deep dark ditch
Maybe the light
Or are you just a wish