You picked me up by the hand
Like a farmer picks his fallen crops,
I could feel the comfort of your heart
How big it was through the
Help of your gentle hands.
Your help was a surgery to the
Complicated fracture of my hope.
For months, my life was saturated
With the pregnancy of worries
It was a hard time for me
From weeks to months I was heavy
With the twin of depression
But as the blind eyes sees at
The intervention of a miracle
My life changed from the abortion
Of your helping hands.
My pregnant worries and
Depression vanished!
Now, each day I find solace
Of a better man in your hands
They hold me firmly,
As a mother caress her child;
Parenting my heart with hope!
My thoughts
Today I was doing some light reading on my books and thought of writing a simple poem. How the words came I don't know. I remember making an entry to 
's poem of hope contest, I was among the lucky winners of his poetry contest; his contest inspired this piece. Life is not as easy as some thought it will be. Hope is a vitamin that energizes our race in life, it suppresses worries , depression and weariness. Hope is a life jacket in the ocean of life, that moment we feel Ike drowning, it makes us float. To anyone out there lacking the vitamin of hope.. This is for you.
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About the author
My name is udezee from Nigeria. A student in the university. Currently studying business education at lagos state university, located in the western part of the country. Presently in my second year of studies edging towards the third. The second son of my mother.
I joined the crypto space in the spring of 2018. Thanks to enolife. I was introduced to whaleshares by afolwalex.
I blog about anything that comes to my head. I love poetry, music, food, life, writing, gaming, motivation, airdrop and cryptocurrency topics.