Ballad for my Hope

By Heaven Chandler

I met her when the world was still, 

the skies an ugly gray.

Her voice was like a song, 

that carried me away.

Her smile chased away darkness,

the blue skies began to stay.

Her touch could calm a storm, 

and push the clouds away.

We walk through nights calm and clear,

her eyes like the stars that gleam.

And in her arms I found love,

With Hope, I softly dream.