Hope is in the springtime,
When the first bird of the year chirps.
When the first bud opens,
And the sweet perfume of flowers is in the air.
Hope is in the summertime,
When the sun shines bright in your eyes.
When the lakes sparkle and shine under the sun,
And when there's laughter in the air.
Hope is in the fall time,
When the leaves fall off the trees,
And crunch under your feet when you walk on them.
When birds fly away to find a warm place to stay.
Hope is in the seasons,
When the first bird chirps,
When the sun is bright in your eyes,
When the leaves fall off the trees,
And when a blanket of white covers everything.
For me, life is a struggle.
It's an impossible reality every single day.
I try to
The things I've seen will scar me for life.
Growing up, I've seen wrong and very little o
Young, carefree, innocent,
You sing, laugh, and dance,
Taking in all Gods' glory<
Always looking for ways to improve myself,
But I struggle to take that first step.<
One word can start a friendship,
One kiss a love affair,
One smile can bring you
The little town was the perfect little town,
Where never would you see even one little fr
This is your time
to no longer be who you were,
to rise from the embers,
Life's brevity, so bittersweet,
depends upon just one heartbeat.
Brief as dusk an
Look not back on yesterday
or what you have left behind.
For only today is yours
Didn't want a battle,
Yet you declared war,
Each knock you gave me made me strong
