A Glimpse Of Hope Poem by Gerry Legister

The good thing
Is not having a mind
Of sad feelings all the time.
I have those dark days,
They sometimes govern me.
With lonesome displays
When earthly ties are broken
I have a friend in heaven.
The Comforter and saviour,
That makes all flaws be forgiven.
He opens for me the door,
Showing the fire in my heart,
Radiance like his own presence,
Truth being, more than doubt.
Were you like me once?
Long ago, when you had a chance,
Did you permit yourself
A simple glimpse of hope?
Before erasing the hurt,
Would you open the door again?
And dull the pain in your own heart.