Hope is really just longing and expectations wrapped in an angelic cloth. She gracefully hoovers outside your heart and smoothly says, "I am Hope. Let me in." Of course you do. Who wouldn't? It's Hope. After a while she transforms into a slovenly dressed bully, taunting you, "Ha ha! You thought you would get what you want!" Hope is the gracious way to suffer.
Drawing - 2.5 x 3.5 inches Marker and Colored Pencil Done with my new Derwent ColourSoft pencils. Can't decide if I love them, or not.