Why must there be a tunnel?
(I’m tired of well-meaning metaphors!)
Why must there be a tunnel,
With light a distant dot?
Light is all around us;
It’s tunnels we ain’t got.
Why must there be a glass?
Seems strange to measure hope.
Hope is never half or full,
It’s plentiful in scope.
Australian Children’s Poetry Website 
Loving relating to your poetry.