How can I tell if there is hope when the road seems long
and there is nothing to guide me.

I look within and see a scared little girl
who is shy and quiet, not wanting to let herself down.

But what of the future and what of the past.
I’ll set them aside and let the present be my guide.

I’ll feel what I feel and love what I love. 
With yesterday’s pain behind me and
tomorrow’s joy yet to be conceived.


About writesome

I've been wanting to do this for a while. Now I can type instead of pen scratch in a journal. It's an experiment, but isn't life. I wish you joy and happiness. May life bless you and may you bless life. View all posts by writesome

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