Hope is the start of dream of good,
The nourishment that feeds the thought
That if this happens, then it would
Be worth the effort that is sought
To turn the dream into the real.
And so the effort does begin
To make the good. The maker's zeal
Must balance with the discipline
To solve whatever problems rise
To challenge good that has begun,
Keeping the focus on the prize,
And having hope until good's done.
There is no good beyond the scope
Of what is possible with hope.
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