Looking for that Ray of hope,
use to seeing to much nope,
wishing, waiting, wondering,
will I ever see the day,
I learn that what we had,
really was real,
real as my heart thought it was,
before the clouds moved in,
and cast shadows on what we had,
in all it's crowning glory.
Looking for that Ray of hope,
is that a glimmer I see shimmer,
or a figment of my vivid imagination.
The closer I get, the better I shall see,
the illusive vision eluding me.
