"Hope" Is The Thing...

“Hope” Is The Thing...

“Hope” is the thing with feathers,

a bit like a parakeet,

and when I sing without the words

I know it’s not so sweet.

And like a bird that’s on the wing,

I let my voice quite soar;

I really, really try to sing

but it comes out like a caw.

I’ve heard it in the coldest breeze,

and on the pink tinged sea,

I’ll admit a little bumblebee

could do a better job than me.

(Here's a link to the original:https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/42889/hope-is-the-thing-with-feathers-314  )