Where Were You...... 9/11 We shall not forget

No words from me, other than I remember.

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Betrayed By Hope

Sometimes I feel betrayed by hope

because when it is strong
I make the most ambitious plans -
but then the hope is gone.

But not the plans - they linger on
so I must see them through.
Because I am so very proud
there's nothing else to do.

I won't admit that I was wrong
to claim I could succeed,
and anyway, I gave my word,
I've already agreed.

So with a sigh I muddle on
and often do OK.
But oh! This fickle hope of mine
might go too far some day.