Sometimes you need to move,
To gather all your things.
You don't have anything to prove,
You should just cut your strings.
Start anew, in an empty room,
Unpack only what you care for
Unpack your faith, and you will bloom
You'll step boldly, on your new floor.
Light up the gray with sunshine accents,
Layer it with a bright cotton throw,
There's no better found relaxants,
When you acquire a houseplant to grow!
Your mom's handmade kerchief
You should put it on display
And your own smile will be enough,
To add to the brightness of day!
Written in tremor, your grandmother's prayer,
That you've kept it in a forgotten book
The corner of your poem now sheds a tear
Lay it in a frame now, in your nook.
Don't forget, about pen and paper,
To have it at hand,whenever you need
Otherwise, your thoughts might just vapor
One day your pen, jewels, will bleed!
From outside, gather some branches,
Behold their beautiful imperfections!
From now, consider all your chances,
Embrace your memories, your soul's collections!