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These days, I am very fortunate to be co-facilitating an adolescent girls' creative writing group with Dr. Kathy Blohm. The participants have renewed my sense of hope, so I thought I'd share a bit of their hope with you. Here's a poem we all wrote together. Each different color represents a different person's voice.

HOPE…or
Something That is Broken Can Always Be Fixed
By the Group That Opened the Box, March 2009

Childhood. (meow.)
I talk to myself (meow) when I wish I could cry, but I know I should not.
Remember, I say. Remember...
Do not be afraid of what there is to come.
When you think your timing is off, (meow) ask for it,
for hope, for something so simple and young.
It shall be a gift for the future, a reminder that life is hard, but hope –
hope,
she can go on and on.
(meow.)
You think it’s not your turn
even though it never ends – Remember.
I remember –
a carefree feather,
(twinkle, twinkle)
a bouncy ball,
a knitted thing –
freedom.
I could cry, “Freedom.”
I could cry,
Strength,
Heart,
Joy,
Wish,
Always, Simply…
(meow.)
Do I remember?
I could remember.
It’s time. It makes its way –
this hope, joy, wish, freedom.
It makes its way around.
(meow.)
A reminder –
I remember –
Exact remembrance –
Something that is broken can always be fixed.