Look at the window
How in the corner it stands
A hopeful opening
To merrier lands.
A testament to the past
It opens casement to the present
And to futures full of hope sublime
Ushering in dreamy breezes of a world fair.
Where gardens bloom till horizon's gaze
And the air sways with laughter merry
Where sunsets remind us of a brighter 'morrow
And sunrises instill vigor anew.
This is the window of hope
Ushering in dreams
In nights dark and starry
It is the window of hope
Ushering in the morning light
Promising a future bright and tall
Where hope as gentle and easy as a breeze
Flows in abundance abound.
