My Dear Future

[Guest Echo]

My dear future

I look at the future with high hope,

After I look at the present and mope,

I forget the present, it doesn't matter,

Not a bit, when the future I so flatter,

My hope goes on, my dream won't be gone,

It can be shattered, it can be broke,

But I can pick up the pieces and start with a new stroke,

Sooner or later, the future will come,

The one I choose, the one I wish to be from,

But it dawns on me, it won't just appear,

I need to do something for the future to be near,

What it is, I do not know, but where there's a will, there's a way,

And right now I have the confidence to say,

I'll pull the future, with a rope made of hope,

A knot of desire, made hard with my creative fire,

I can see it in the distance, although I don't know how far,

But even if the water seems like tar,

I'll row to the future in my little boat,

No time to stop and tighten my coat,

I'll do anything, walk to the ends of the Earth,

I'll get that golden apple, no matter what the land's girth,

And when I get there, I'll be whole.

[Guest mynw]

My dear future

I look at the future with high hope,

After I look at the present and mope,

I forget the present, it doesn't matter,

Not a bit, when the future I so flatter,

My hope goes on, my dream won't be gone,

It can be shattered, it can be broke,

But I can pick up the pieces and start with a new stroke,

Sooner or later, the future will come,

The one I choose, the one I wish to be from,

But it dawns on me, it won't just appear,

I need to do something for the future to be near,

What it is, I do not know, but where there's a will, there's a way,

And right now I have the confidence to say,

I'll pull the future, with a rope made of hope,

A knot of desire, made hard with my creative fire,

I can see it in the distance, although I don't know how far,

But even if the water seems like tar,

I'll row to the future in my little boat,

No time to stop and tighten my coat,

I'll do anything, walk to the ends of the Earth,

I'll get that golden apple, no matter what the land's girth,

And when I get there, I'll be whole.

what a great girl you are,,

first I am amazing from you and this so lovely poem,,

second when I start to read it I think I will catch one line and speak about it,,

but all meaning there captive me Honey ,,

I like that Guts of wish,and hope inside your words,KEEP GOING my sweet,,

life is so hard some time but so beautiful many many time

so please keep this words in front of you,when you feel weak as any normal human

read it and said I have faith to keep going.

OK I am there jumping in coast when you sailing at your boat and encourage you,,

you want me honey ,,swimming to reach you I will,, hope there are no sharks there!!! OO mammy!!

NO way :DO OR ....there are no option to give up,,

wow My cute little sister,,please I want to stretching your cheeks to greeting you

and I have my favorite way to welcoming my friends what I care

give them BIG BITE ,,can I??

please you appear so tasty!!

your SISTER

Bul,,,,,

love you

HUggsss

ok only one things is not good here I used magnifier to read your posting here,,colour is too pale

I can't see,,who is closing the light???

waiting for your next my so tasty sister!!

[Guest Joanna Phipps]

My dear future

I look at the future with high hope,

After I look at the present and mope,

I forget the present, it doesn't matter,

Not a bit, when the future I so flatter,

My hope goes on, my dream won't be gone,

It can be shattered, it can be broke,

But I can pick up the pieces and start with a new stroke,

Sooner or later, the future will come,

The one I choose, the one I wish to be from,

But it dawns on me, it won't just appear,

I need to do something for the future to be near,

What it is, I do not know, but where there's a will, there's a way,

And right now I have the confidence to say,

I'll pull the future, with a rope made of hope,

A knot of desire, made hard with my creative fire,

I can see it in the distance, although I don't know how far,

But even if the water seems like tar,

I'll row to the future in my little boat,

No time to stop and tighten my coat,

I'll do anything, walk to the ends of the Earth,

I'll get that golden apple, no matter what the land's girth,

And when I get there, I'll be whole.

I took the liberty of posting the verse in its entirity, but with the color changed to black. I, too, was having issues reading it.

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the path to oneness

the path to completion

cannot be walked

in a day or a season

many moons does it take

to understand

to assimilate

the changes to make

acceptance of self

of what makes us different

of the need to change

outside to match in

the journey is long

the road not easy

there are others around

to help us when needed

one foot before the other

not counting the steps

then oneday behind to look

at the distance we covered

hold high your head

light you the torch of hope

on that long road step forth

the others to join

help when you can

those not so far along

reach for help too

from those ahead of you.