I tend to be partial to a namesake, Emily Dickinson. This is one that always speaks to me....
"Hope" is the thing with feathers--
That perches in the soul--
And sings the tune without the words--
And never stops—at all--
And sweetest—in the Gale—is heard--
And sore must be the storm--
That could abash the little Bird
That kept so many warm--
I've heard it in the chillest land--
And on the strangest Sea--
Yet, never, in Extremity,
It asked a crumb—of Me.
by Emily Dickinson
I've added a little reprise, one that speaks to current times...
Hope is the thing with feathers -- Twitter is the thing that tweets!
Are you a poet? Do you come up with your own additions to your favorite poems or sayings?