In fields of green, where wildflowers sway,

Hope springs eternal, come what may.

A beacon bright, in darkest night,

Guiding us through life’s plight.

With every step, we find our way,

Through trials and tribulations gray.

Hope’s light shines bright, to show the day,

And in our hearts, it never fades away.

In dreams and prayers, it finds a voice,

A whisper soft, a gentle choice.

It fills our souls with joy and cheer,

And helps us face each new year.

In times of sorrow, hope’s embrace,

Gives strength to bear the heaviest grace.

It lifts our eyes to brighter skies,

And helps us see the beauty rise.

So let us hold on to hope,

And never let it go.

For in its warm and loving arms,

We find the courage to face the storms.