Very different, yet together,
One loses and, the other gets better.
Can’t leave, one another,
Hope and sorrow, live forever.
One of them is resilient, I feel,
Is it hopefulness? I reel.
Sorrow isn’t bad, it’s a beginning,
Hope isn’t lost, it’s reckoning.
I feel sorrow today, don’t know why,
Hoping to find out, with time.
rskoshe 