luvablebitch's blog: "me"

A sigh of relief herd across the field

With a sweet sent of self satisfaction

As sure as the sun rises and the stars shine

Hope continues to flood the mind with passion

Ideas blossom waiting for the encouragement to grow

Hope and love give the buds life

Allowing fore ideas to prosper into flowery fields

Waiting to be harvested and admired

Alas the spring storms stroll in to crush all hope

Thunder and lightning clouds the mind, blocking ideas

Until the rush of rain floods the fields

All hope seems dead

But as sure as the grass will grow one bud will blossom

The one who keeps the hope alive and throws in all energy

That one idea, concept and being will then claim victory

For it has risen above the challenge of nature and done the impossible