Months ago, I gave away
The countless wishes I had made
The trivial, the significant
The big, the small
Years and years worth of them
Because they were painful,
Heart wrenching to look at
Because they were hopeless
And had no scope to come true.
But today, at last, after months
Have I at last gotten the courage
Have got enough tremulous hope
To hesitantly, slowly say
I wish today for a future
Where I start to trust enough
That I’m able to pen down
Each little and big wish
My heart, my mind makes.
Ashquill 