Hope is the lily of the valley—

Hope is the lily of the valley—

Gentle, light, beautiful to see—

Dangerous if you get too close, too much

Enticing to the Eye,

Yet poisonous to the Heart

If touched and trusted too much.

It is the fragility of the petals of each bud

Or the sweet scent that brings comfort

It is the strike to the Heart 

When everything goes downhill

Waiting for you to get up—

Waiting to bloom again.