Each new day brings a new beginning.
Sometimes it seems like everything is falling apart, but honestly, doesn’t the next day or two always seem a bit better? As I’ve learned from experience, that rough day (or week, in some cases) will always improve, no matter how difficult is seems to be.
Find your common ground, and glue your feet to it so it won’t move out from under you when you aren’t paying attention.
The Shadow of Petals
The sun streamed into the windows as morning broke
Like when you see a flower bloom for the first time
And how it seems as if an uncountable number of petals will fall before it does not grow anymore
The sun decided when it wanted to shine though the slightly opened window
But you cannot decide when you want it to leave you alone
It will leave you be when it gets tired
But no sooner, and no later
It notices you too, you know
How much longer will you wait until you have the chance to become familiar with it?