Tomorrows Hope
Looking down a stair way that curves away.
Looking dark and bleak, cold, and empty.
Not knowing what awaits.
Turning looking back,
and seeing what was,
but it too is dark and cold.
Yet knowing atleast what is thier,
but that path has been walked.
To go back shall bring no change in heart.
Guided steps of uncertianty lead to many things,
Thier is giving up,
but an attempt needs to be made.
No one knows what good the future holds.
Hope is fleeting,
but it always returns.
Give it a chance,
and remeber what the objective is.
Life,happiness,
and True self love with no end.
Antonia LaDedrick Stafford
