#86

If you disliked the last post, this is for you.

Hope

A glorious sun streaking through a moody sky

Memories of a time gone by.

When dreams were close and dazzling,

A future so bright and dashing.

The sunset’s sweet smile, those ruby red lips,

The whole world lies at my fingertips.

All the places to see, all those people to meet,

One day will they talk of my incredible feats?

Newborn’s first sight, a fresh soul is stirring,

Sweet and pure as the first breath of spring.

The startling blue sky, the promise of a new day,

When was this taken away?

When dreams fade, when the wonder dies,

Time to open your eyes.

Though possibilities are endless, and the world’s at your feet,

Hope is bittersweet.

M.L.