I am
I am hopeful and loving
I wonder what I will look like when i am pushing 80 years old.
I hear rushing waves.
I see a mountain that I am climbing.
I want peace and serenity
I am hopeful and and loving
I pretend to have everything together
I feel strong gusts of wind on my cheeks.
I touch warm hands of guidance
I worry the world will crumble
I cry when I glance through old pictures
I am hopeful and loving
I understand that life moves fast
I say love is the most important possesion
I dream my future will be as bright as the stars
I try to forgive and forget
I hope hateful minds change
I am hopeful and loving
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