Hopeful.

Your hopeful face.
John born you were.
Bravery was taught like the food you taste.
 
Windy hilltop city street.
Yet you grin a flavour grace.
Weighed down with your pack and sorries.
For frowns you have no space.
 
Held back by a jack with a crown,
you´ve put your faith in an ace.
Courage in your limbs.
 
God assured it.
 
On your dream dollar signs spin...
Can you afford it?