Stories of Hope

Couples

(a poem by a HopeNet client)

because she cried for me…

When my own tears would not come…

my counselor cried for me…

I shared…

a wound…

didn’t think it deep…

yet when I looked up…

tears…

tears rimmed her eyes…

threatened to spill over…

such things cannot be falsely beckoned…

such things had not been done for the likes of me before…

why HopeNet?

because she cried for me…

Fall 2011