Beginning Anew

A drop of hope

I’m letting go of the invisible rope

A sprinkle of luck

I’m no longer a sitting duck

An ounce of love

I’m finally being thought of

A pinch of forgiveness

I’m slowly losing the stress

A gallon of trust

I’m beginning to believe in us.  

Reviews

[Chris]

a "gentle" recipe for life...

[Angel]

Yeah.. well it's life

[Chris]

Ya notice that to few follow a recipe... and "winging" it gets out-of-hand fairly quickly?

[Angel]

Yeah, but so does anything in life. The thing is to be able to acknowledge that and fix it before it gets too bad.

[Chris]

we DO so believe we can "fix" things... but people aren't things... sigh

[Angel]

Yeah they aren't. People are human. Who make mistakes and some learn from those and some don't. I for one wish to be along with those who learn.

[Chris]

agreed... nice "meeting" you. Take care.

[Angel]

Ya, you too.

[Ethan]

Awwwwwwwww good poem. (the aw is so long so I can hit the minimum number of characters on this review and gain a bunch of cool poetry points so nothing personal but I'm using you to gain points and advance my own social agenda)

[Angel]

Wow I feel the love shoes I feel the love ;)

[Teddybearlee]

I love optimism, it's something I haven't been able to express truthfully for a couple years now, but I still love reading it, and knowing it exists. Love the "measurement" descriptions of course!

[Angel]

Thank you, it's taken me a bit to finally have some but once I felt I did even a little I had to write it.