To create beauty with my words today.
To have faith that I will touch someone today.
To have hope that I will reach someone today.
To find the right words to make someone happy today.
To bring joy to an aching heart.
To pray my words will lighten that heart today.
This is my quest, my humble plea.
To know I made a difference today.
By Hope Bradley Finley
Editor’s Note: Hope Bradley Finley is a 95-year-old Mattapoisett resident who, despite the loss of eyesight and hearing, has continued in her pastime of writing poems. The Wanderer is happy to share them with our readers.