A jaded heart,
holds endless fears,
breaks dreams apart,
swallows scared tears
A weary mind,
could hardly trust,
great doubts assigned,
dreams turn to rust.
A worn out view,
shackles pure faith,
days become blue,
smudged thoughts debate.
A clear outlook,
may change a life,
removes large hooks,
that carry strife.
A change of pace,
positive comes,
concerns erase,
confidence drums.
A new insight,
enhances scope,
carries bright light,
offers real hope.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy