There will be a day when
the storm will recede,
A day where the lucky stars,
They finally notice you
And grin, like a toddler
who receives his first gift.
The day will also come
when the summer wind,
Gently blows away frostbites
of last winter's doing.
And trust me when I say,
The seeds you sown in
that barren field,
They'll bloom,
into the most beautiful flower bed.
And all these happened, because you believed.
May 19, 2017
May 19, 2017 at 7:13 AM UTC
There will be a day when
the storm will recede,
A day where the lucky stars,
They finally notice you
And grin, like a toddler
who receives his first gift.
The day will also come
when the summer wind,
Gently blows away frostbites
of last winter's doing.
And trust me when I say,
The seeds you sown in
that barren field,
They'll bloom,
into the most beautiful flower bed.
And all these happened, because you believed.