Dreams tied in the glass jar,
Filled with your love so far,
Enlightened with hopes inside,
Tightened with care and pride.
Transparency is the key of life,
The light inside bures with strive,
Hanging on the branches to cope,
Theirs hope even in that tied rope.
Air inside devoted to the light,
Hope lies even in the burning sight,
The red decor around denotes my care,
It states that hopes stay even there.
With even darkness of the night,
The brightness is continuously with a fight,
Hope never dies in all walks of life,
In every thing around us.. Hope always lies.
