He came like the opening of the clouds to the morning sun,
Giving away smiles as he swept through town,
Ours was a quiet town, not many joy,
but he never knew silence

He danced through the doorways, stores and parks,
Leaving new sounds we had never heard before,
He was a force people were drawn to,
Weaving on their hearts flowery beautiful words

At first I was not into all he brought, he had fooled them,
but I was smarter,
Like he knew what I was thinking, he waltzed to me,
Lifted those bent lips and smiled at me,
Before he said a word I had fallen for him

As I write down my thoughts outside my porch, many years have gone by,
But I could never dim the fire he lit up in my heart,
It had shaken me from the slumber I called my life,
He never told me his name,
But I always had the lingering feeling that his name was Hope.