I hope that one day,
I can make an impact,
and change lives for the better.
I hope that every little kid
grows up with childlike hope,
and never loses it.
I hope that one day,
there will be as much love in the air
as there is pollution right now.
I hope that my pencil meets paper
and never wants to stop.
I hope that I never lose hope.
Posted in response to the challenge Hope & Resilience.
A new wave of leaders is coming.
Now,
we must prepare for the tide to rise.
How their caring eyes show they care
Oh, how loved I feel
My favorite people surround me
Everyone chose to love me
The clinking chain of the swing
The sweet smell of summer
Thundering sounds of someone throwing trash away in the distance
The scratching sounds of my pencil
The warm sun on my skin
Airplane flying overhead
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