Hope

Hope is the thing with feathers

That perches in the soul . . .

This image gives me hope. Maybe it’s the familiarity of the chalkboard, or the upraised hand. Maybe it’s a notion of work and intellect combined in one moment.

Perhaps it’s just the idea that this simple gesture can give me hope.

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One response to “Hope

  1. “Hope is not the thing with feathers. The thing with feathers turns out to be my nephew whom I must take to a specialist in Peoria twice a week.

    – Woody Allen

    Thought you might enjoy that

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