Challenge: [Write a poem or short story inspired by the phrase... "Be hopeful about what's to come and don't worry about the past.] Optimism i've never been a pessimist optimism is my way i see the clouds as beautiful even on a stormy day i worry not about the past for it has come and gone the future is our work of art changing as life goes on i never see the flaws in any person's face i only see the beauty of all our human race i know life isn't perfect but potential is what i see and when our painting is complete it is what i made it be Written By: Litha Sonner For Nan : Out of Friendship's Window Tita Scorpio {2006} Be hopeful what's to come and don't worry about the past; Sorrows, like seasons, were never meant to last. They stir like summer breezes, a whirlwind of despair: tears drop, hearts stop and loss is everywhere. Friends gathered once in joy, were left in disarray - Heartfelt friends who never dreamt that love could be betrayed. Seasons changed without a care, though love held fast and true. Tsunami, blizzard, rainstorm - synonyms for you. I don't know where you are tonight - and truthfully, I don't care - But you came like a desert breeze, a sirocco of despair. The entire contents of this site is copyrighted. Please do not use it without prior permission from the owner or author. |
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