The smell of freshly cut grass,
has entered my window somehow.
It brought me back in time
when I had no worries,
when the only thing I thought about
was the next day’s adventures.
In a moment, I found myself there,
there where I was free
where I could be me
and it reminded me
of the things I could still be.
Such a little thing,
such a small waft of air
yet it saved me from despair
when it freed me
and made me see
all the many wonders
life still has in store for me.
The thing about hope is that it’s a positive force that shines the most when it’s dark. When everything’s going well, we hardly notice it’s there. But when things go against us, when our dreams fade and when we see no immediate reprieve from our troubles, that’s when hope does its best work for us.
"Where Hope Can Be Found"