Hope lasts longer.

The day's
last light
comes
earlier
to that place
where dreams
hang out
suspended
on the vine
of hope
blossoming
on the dream
of tomorrow rising
in the day's
last light.

Last
light
flickers
in the night
turning off
sleep descending
into hope
heeding the siren's call
to fly off
into that place
where tomorrow
waits in the day's
last light.

Light
lasts
only as long
as day breaks.
Hope lasts
longer
casting shadows
in the day's
last light
waiting
to rise again.