A Bird

• Daniel Ireland, Grade 7
• Poetry
• 2016

Hope is a bird perched on barbed wire
Prickly at points but will find a way to fly to you
Hope is a dream that doesn’t always come true
Maybe if you dream long enough it will do soon
Hope comes and goes like a bird in the wind
It will always come again after a while
Hope is what keeps me alive like a doctor
It’s always there when you need it most
So never give up on hope for it's your imagination and it’s a
Hope is a bird perched on barbed wire