Poem- Little Hopes

Little Hopes

The world has got me down today

For eternity I want to lay

Alone in tears from all this pain

My mind is drifting from things sane.

But in my shallow darkness bleak

Though I feel so tired and weak,

I try to find those little things

 Things of beauty now to sing.

So like a game I seek life's gifts

In hope this sadness will then lift

So here they are in proper pose

my glistening dew upon my rose;

I am grateful for the sky and trees

For the people who are there for me,

For the sense of calm in raging storm

For being nothing at all near norm,

For the way I see the world around

For the way I hear each wave of sound

For the power to learn from what I lack

For the classy shirt upon my back.

I guess though hard I can be glad

And remember the things that I DO have. 

My day of pain has changed one hue,

Oh, the power of brighter views! 

One little hope to lift the blues

The amazing power of gratitude.