Hope Roars

Hope Roars. Photo Credit Jame Kuang

From under her jumbled hair

sparkles beguiling eyes

looking for plots and intrigues

searching for fun and hugs


Dimpled smiles disclose

just a little girl with a big idea

tumbling from one room to another

trading partners like toys and imagination


Dancing to any song real or imagined

she wriggles and twerks with abandon

so un-self aware that her ordinary

is extraordinarily footloose and free


So jump, skip, leap, or spring

It makes no difference what you do;

you are a Hopeful spot in our day,

and you twinkle and twirl us with delight.

In celebration of my granddaughter’s first birthday; during the Covid Pandemic!

Hope looking up at me

In the fine tradition of toddlers everywhere:     Chocolate Cake by Osmosis!



About R.H. (Rusty) Foerger

As I enter the third third of life, I am becoming aware of the role of elders today “to enlarge spiritual vision, being devoted to prayer, living in the face of death, as a living curriculum of the Christian life” (Dr. James M. Houston). I am a life long and life wide learner who seeks to: *decipher the enigma of our worth *rescue from the agony of prayerlessness *integrate spiritual friendship.
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2 Responses to Hope Roars

  1. What a great poem. Congratulations Rusty, she’s beautiful! Hope you’re having a great time with family through this.

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