Rope Of Hope

In the darkest of the night, when the silence becomes deafening.

When the walls close in on you, all suffocating and threatening.

When it all becomes too much, and you are unable to cope,

Don't worry darling, I'll hand you the rope of hope.

You can hold it tight with all your might,

It will take you up above.

It is woven with the gentle threads of faith and love.

There will be days when the sun won't shine as bright.

The wind beneath your wings won't be strong enough for a flight.

When you're falling from the edge, down the slippery slope,

Don't worry darling, 'cause I'll hand you the rope of hope.

It took me days, It took me nights, it took all I had.

But I made this rope because I can't bear to see you sad.

You won't always need it.

There will be times when you'll shine.

You have a spark in you, charismatic and divine.

But when you're soaring in the sky,

I might be stooping low.

You don't have to do much,

Just say in a gentle hush,

"Here darling, I'll hand you the rope of hope."