When I think about the word hope, my mind is instantly flooded with music. To be fair, I think of most things in reference to some song or another. I wish I could blame it on the fact that I have a toddler who sings non-stop, but it’s actually something I’ve done for as long as I can remember. So, when I stopped to think about what exactly hope meant to me two things came to mind, a poem by Emily Dickinson and an old hymn I learned in church.
HOPE IS A SONG
LIZ CANNON
