Me and Hope, we go back a long way. We started out early and now she’s here to stay. From humble beginnings when only on the odd occasion I’d see her face, To more recently, such as lockdown, she’s never out of this place.

Me and Hope, some could describe as best of friends. She’s kind and generous and tells great stories of good times ahead. She talks of horizons, rainbows and such things as fate, And when the clouds get really dark, she finds me a torch, and shows me a way to a better place.

Me and Hope, we’re good together. Oftentimes we can be seen strolling through parks, hand in hand in sunsets or silhouettes in the dark.We ride storms and break down doors and when we’re really bad, we call for change and challenge the norms.

Me and Hope, we’re in this together. Hope has her boundaries and I have mine too, we know where we are going and the things we each must do. And when we are done and that eternal light will shine through, I’ll look back in happiness and say, “Thanks hope. I could not have got here without you”.

Poem by Nadio Granata

9th January 2021