Ten Little fingers, ten perfect toes, fill our heart with love that overflows
“Hope” is the thing with feathers,
That perches in the soul – Emily Dickinson
There is a light in the dark and I feel its warmth In my hands, in my heart, why can’t I hold on? – 
WAVES – Dean Lewis
I would rather sit beside the bird and enjoy watching it fly than hope to grow wings and dream of flying!! – House, MD
Caption credit – Dr. sudarshanswaminathan
