Dickinson said that "hope is the thing with feathers."
Well I say hope is the thing with claws
it attaches itself to my heart and will not let go
it refuses to leave me.
"Tenacious" people say about me.
"Dreamer" is what I whisper to myself.
It is that hope.  Unrelenting, stubborn, confounding hope.
It tells me there is more.
That sad days end.
Frustrations can be beaten.
Dead ends become detours.
Failures are just lessons.
And endings are merely the next chapter beginning.
Hope is the thing with claws,
it has attached itself to my heart,
and refuses to let me go.