Sometimes

The most

ordinary flower can

be so beautiful
 
when seen

through the eyes of

a child

Life
Is what you make of it
Or don't make of it

Sometimes, I think I am not living to my potential
That I am just drifting on in the sea of endless
And unachieved dreams
And just trying to make it day to day
Is a challenge

I could have been so much
And yet I am not
Life sometimes seems so disheartening
That the little things are what you despretely cling to
And find hope in