Its bright, maybe yellow like sun that always rises?
Or pink like most delicious crayon used by children to draw koslawe hearts.
Its blue like the sky on a clear day, a promise of a wonderful time.
Its green like fresh grass and young leaves covering the trees in spring. Its white like pure light that blinds us when we boldly rise our face to meet the sun.
Hope is every colour that you love. Hope is whatever you imagine.