Another short poem of mine due to busy days and tired nights. Hopefully I'll be able to write a short story in the next couple of days. Take care everyone and I hope that all is well! In the meantime, I hope my short poems are at least coherent if not entertaining.
A Prayer to Hold
I'm fixing my eye on that dream.
I'm holding it close to my heart.
Though weary I sometimes seem to be.
I'm holding onto the hope in my chest.
I'm taking in a tangible breath.
Though heavy the air sometimes feels to me.
I'm daring myself to believe its there.
I'm learning my weathers help me to fly.
Though skeptical thoughts hide within thee.