
While the Hope Train is on its tour, take a moment to view life through the eyes of our beneficiaries.
the skies we shareD
My favourite painting changes from time to time
It sits at the side of my eye
It tells me day and night
It sends me clouds to say Good Morning!
There are days through chemo and scans
There are days of resting with beeping sounds
All I want to is to turn around and look outside
Wondering what others are doing under the skies I see
My favourite painting is the skies we share
Sometimes bright and sunny
Sometimes blue and calming
Sometimes gloom and rainy
I am returning home now
Some days I survived
Some days I am surviving, or trying to
My favourite painting remains framed by the window
Days passes, years passes
I recalled the skies that accompany me
School passes, life starting
The skies keep changing but still the same sky
My favourite painting remains framed by the window
I am home now
There is no more alcohol smell
Only the smell of my chou-chou
Accompanying me as we look up
And share the skies together
Pen a short message of hope or poem to show our beneficiaries that, like the skies, your support is a constant in their lives.