Uncle Bob's Words

Words, poetry, stuff like that

Hope

The last to leave Pandora’s fabled jar

Was Hope.

Just as an armada of white and gray swans

Rides in the wake of the Black One.

Hope will not save you

But, as an anodyne to worry,

It’s better than a dog.

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