A L O H A
From
Honolulu
Before I rise,
I softly say,
“Something wonderful
will come today.”
Three times with feeling
then let it be.
Expecting good
to show for me.
A welcome call,
a reason why,
or catch a stranger’s
friendly eye.
No need for trumpets
at my door
a little laugh worth
so much more.
And if the day is
gnarly tough,
I won’t pretend
it wasn’t rough.
But here's one treasure
that I know:
Each tomorrow
another go!
Cloudia Charters
Hope may seem a fragile thing. Until you really hear it sing!
Pixie
꧁❤꧂
Do BOTH!
