Sunday, April 5, 2009

Hope is light cyan
It feels like an infant’s grasp
It sounds like the first tentative notes played on a piano
It smells like chocolate cookies right out of the oven
It looks like a kite being flown high on a warm summer day
It tastes like fluffy, angel food cake
Hope makes me feel confident.
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  1. UnknownApril 5, 2009 at 9:13 PM

    This seemed like a baby's hope. You conveyed the tone well. I like your images you used.

    Mrs. Scott

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