I believe in the good things coming.
Although my leaves are changing color,
I know you will gladly adventure through the forest.
Winter will bring me a blanket
And when spring comes I will flower
Until summer kisses me with warmth.

The sky may be darkened
But the universe paints a picture in our sky
With the light shed in day dreams.
The moon cast a shadow over my shoulder.
Darkness doesn't know that I am smiling.

I believe in the good things coming
Because I've never believed in anything
Until I saw the ghost of my happiness
Resurrect from the space between my biggest fears
And my ability to smile

I fell asleep while writing this
But I dreamed for the first time in awhile.
My dream was outlandish,
I didn't remember a lot of it
But I was never afraid.

I believe in the good things coming
My blankets are full of dust
But when I shake them out
I sprinkle fairy tales onto  the earth.
A tree sprouts and grows its limb
Tall and wide, so it can hug the sky
And give thanks to the sun
For never letting him know hunger.

Your plate is full,
But that does not mean you have to eat off of ***** dishes.
Prepare a meal,
Set the table,
Dig in.