Bold enough to to rise from the ground. An
extra hour here and there to soak up the sun's
rays beyond the clouds.

Living in hopes of tomorrow. Unsure of the
course of today, but beliefs that the course of
things will change for the better along the way.

Opportunities on the rise.
Somedays, sometimes.

Sprouting beyond the ground. Reaching beyond
the skies. Must remember that windows of
chance are unforeseen, but not unattainable.

Overcoming the unknown is a fear to be true.
Like the tears I fear to cry over future
unfortunate news.

Moments are here. In time, til then and now. I'd
like to believe that things will be better another
season, another year, another time from now.