11-18-2024, 01:28 PM
Your Optimist
I release a sigh
In my struggling state,
Searching for the yellow—
The daisies reaching,
The sun rays bleaching,
A darkened, gloomy day.
To bring me peace,
That sweet release,
That yellow gives for free.
But with a subtle whisper,
I hear a gentle plea:
"I am trying, with all I am.
I know my role in this—
To bring brightness to you
In this blackening abyss.
But please understand me
When I tell you that today,
I am lost with hues of red and blue,
In different shades of gray."
I release a sigh
In my struggling state,
Searching for the yellow—
The daisies reaching,
The sun rays bleaching,
A darkened, gloomy day.
To bring me peace,
That sweet release,
That yellow gives for free.
But with a subtle whisper,
I hear a gentle plea:
"I am trying, with all I am.
I know my role in this—
To bring brightness to you
In this blackening abyss.
But please understand me
When I tell you that today,
I am lost with hues of red and blue,
In different shades of gray."