A Hope

One day I planted a tiny seed,

Watered it, cared for it, watched it succeed.

Its little buds began to bloom,

Filling my heart and the quiet room.

Another day along the road I walked,

Gazing at trees so tall, I almost talked

To them, wondering if my little tree

Could one day grow as grand as these.

Then I thought of children in the green field,

Tiny hearts with dreams yet to be revealed.

Just like the sapling that grows with time,

They too will flourish, strong and prime...