I will water my hope
I will water my hope, with tender care,
In the garden of dreams, where wishes fare.
Each droplet of faith, a shimmering tear,
In the soil of time, I’ll plant my seeds,
Weaving the future from humble deeds.
With sunlight of love, and patience's rain,
I’ll watch them flourish, through joy and pain.
Beneath the sky's vast, unending blue,
I’ll water my hope, and watch it renew.
For in every heart, a garden grows,
Fed by the dreams that one bravely sows.
Through seasons of doubt, and nights so long,
My hope will endure, steadfast and strong.
A promise to self, a vow to keep,
In the quiet of night, in the depths of sleep.
I will water my hope, with every breath,
With a song of life, defying death.
For hope is the thread, that binds us all,
In its gentle embrace, we rise, we fall.
So here in this moment, with heart aglow,
I’ll nurture my dreams, and let them flow.
For in the end, it's the hope we hold,
That shapes our world, as stories unfold.