1. The First Chocolate


It’s that first crisp morning,
When you sneak out of bed,
Head down the stairs,
Grab your calendar,
And hear that door tear,
underneath is that sweetest of treats,
The first seasons chocolate,
There for you to eat.

Hope


Hope,
Is not just a useless word,
It has endless meaning,
Freedom,
Is not an actless sentiment,
It keeps us breathing.
***
We all live in hope,
To live in freedom,
When freedom is taken for granted,
Hope is ignored,
And one by one,
People become,
Mindless hordes,
Living for tomorrow,
Saving for today,
Having nothing to their name.
***
Hope
Is not just a useless word,
It gives the world meaning,
Love,
Is a binding force,
That keeps hearts beating.
***
We all live in hope,
To find true love,
Which shows our blindness,
Love not just your partner,
With true love,
Love your neighbour,
Your father,
Your fellow humans,
With the same love,
And the world will be,
As it should.

*2016 National Poetry Society Annual Competition Entry