Reflections shine,
eyes look away.
How did my life end up this way?
So many dreams died within me,
still long for hopes of
“What would be?”
The innocence of yesterday,
made life worth living everyday.
Stale clouds crept to embrace the now,
rain poured so hard, all faith fell down.
Salty tears dance
upon my lips,
I swallow hard,
pray sorrows slip.
Take a deep breath,
“What will come next?”
my mind narrates a brighter text.
Tomorrow plays a brighter song,
no space for doubts, nothing goes wrong.
Splashes of dreams cascade inside,
trust higher source always provides.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy