The plants are hanging low
The bird’s chirping is morose
You do not have anywhere to go
But all you need is a sprinkle of hope.
Everyone’s at home
While learning there’s nowhere to roam
The light is behind a dome
All you need is a fleck of hope.
All you have are books
And chess pawns and rooks
Without outdoor play you don’t know how to cope
All you need is a dose of hope.
These tough times might be dry
But just wait for them to pass by
The light is waiting outside
All you need is a sparkle of hope.
The Wow Kids 