She Is My Hope

I still remember vividly,
The times I struggled in pain
And the hours I cried thinking she was slain.

I still remember vividly,
The thoughts that weren’t in my hold
And the moment FAILURE on the walls was written bold.

I still remember vividly,
The aspirations I had fueled with her
And the fear of losing them both together.

I still remember vividly,
The winter with its coldest night pitch black
And the warm morning after, that taught me to fight back

I still remember vividly,
The power I began to grope for within me
And the realization that then dawned upon me.

I still remember vividly,
The day she returned, the joy she gave and still gives.
HOPE is her name and now within me she always lives.

-Navya, a former engineer, is now a freelance illustrator, caricaturist, and scriptwriter, juggling work with being a mom to identical twin girls.