Optimism

One of those days where everything is just fine.

I've learned a lot this year.

I've taught myself arts of self indulgance;

That growing and nourishing myself before others is okay.

I've always believed that I had nothing,

not even happiness to visit in the night.

The darkness enveloped me, a challenge,

even if I had no more fight.

I opened my eyes.

Closed them when things got hard.

I became humble, and good.

I became a flower.

Not a wallflower.

A wildflower, blossoming alone in icy meadows.

I became the bittersweet sky on a

promising summer morning;

and I no longer spend the rain in mourning.

I work hard, but love harder.

I became the stranger that smiles at you in the street.

I became the plants peeking through the concrete.

I became the warm coffee on a cold morning,

urging you through the day.

I learned that a big heart and wishful thinking

doesn't always mean things will go my way.

This year, I've overcome my internal turmoil;

forgotten last year's demons.

And in the next year, I'll hold my head high.

I'll never stop dreaming.

Reviews

[Karen Redburn]

Beautiful poem, dream away my friend. Life can be real and difficult, the dreams help us imagine what it can be and sometimes become. Thank you for sharing this!