Tree of Hope
When I was young I used to dream
I would run through fields, so ever green
Up so high the sun would gleam
It gave me hope of possibility
As I got older it would seem,
My sprout of hope had become a tree
This tree was full of goals and dreams
With branches so big, with bark so strong
I never thought my tree would fall.
When I finally hit my teens,
I lost sight of my hopes and dreams
The tree I once loved withered and wilted
My glimmer of hope soon died with it.
Without my tree where could I rest my goals, my dreams
It seemed the sun no longer gleamed
I couldn’t see any possibility
I was tired of feeling so empty
The criticism was plenty
I shut it down
I stood my ground
I planted a new seed
With this new tree grew a stronger, and wiser me
I now saw opportunity
I will reach my goals
I will live my dreams
All because of my new found responsibility