When the night mist falls around you in a thick undying fog
And obscures the stars in heaven in a twisted monologue
When the hooting owl quiets and the wolf begins to howl
And you shiver to your core before night’s unsightly growl
Let hope hold you till sunrise
Till the dawn brings night’s demise
When the winter frost subdues you and you’re shaken to the core
Not a single ray of sunshine hints of summer’s months in store
And the blizzard shrieks its vengeance at the freezing mountain tops
Let the hope beneath the snow bloom like stubborn sweet Snowdrops
Let hope bud beneath the pain
Let it skip through pouring rain
Let it laugh with sparkling eyes
Let hope live, let hope rise
In loving memory of my grandmother Nadezhda Fedrovna Kondroshova (1927-2019). Her name meant hope in Russian.
Viktoria Nikola
2019
What a beautiful tribute!
My condolences on your loss
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She was a beautiful and strong woman. Thank you for your support 🙂
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You are welcome! 🙂
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A truly moving tribute to your grandmother. So sorry for your loss.
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Thank you for your kind words and support.
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