Days weren’t great Yet, seasons change. Waiting for the spring, And the hope that it brings. The heart desires for triumph That this too shall pass. The eyes are blue, down, and low, Through the eyelash, it will show.
I was surprised when a friend of mine gave me a book as a gift. Surprised not because I received a gift but I was surprised because of the reason why he chose to give me this book. He said that the reason why he gave me this book is that he sees a lot of hope in me. In my head, there was the complete silence that my brain cells couldn’t process what was just said. Surprised, yes. But after few seconds, I smiled. I think I know why. It’s my weakness to get easily discouraged and I’ve struggled to go on whenever things didn’t go well. For years, I’ve tried…