Wednesday Words - [2]

there's something up ahead

that looks like a fresh start

as clean as the dawn of a new day

and tell me, can I help it when this 

stubborn heart of mine

tells me it's ready to give way

and I stop

because

there's this look on your face that

reminds me of when I was young

it takes me back to a place where

hope once grew with roots strong

and I think

there's a green shoot

growing in the soil of my soul

that makes my spirits lift

and this time I reckon

I'm going to water it.