“HAND FULL OF HOPE”

NOT A HAND FULL OF DOLLARS OR A POT FULL OF GOLD,

DREAMS OFTEN ENVISIONED YET NOT ONE HAVE I ACCOMPLISHED NOR DO I HOLD,

GOT A POCKET FULL OF CHANGE THAT I KNOW I NEED TO ADMINISTER TILL MY DEATH,

AND EVERYDAY I AM EVOLVING INTO THAT CHANGE LORD KNOWS I AM DOING MY VERY BEST,

WHETHER I FALL SHORT OF MY GOALS ONCE BELIEVED IN AT SOME POINT IN TIME,

I’LL AT LEAST BE SOMEWHERE ON THE MAP GPS LOCATED BY SATELLITE PACIFIC OR EASTERN STANDARD TIME,

I’M,

IN A FIGHT FOR SURVIVAL GRASPING HARDER AND  TIGHTER AS MY FISTS CLINCH,

SWEAT IS DRIPPIN’ DOWN, BUT ONCE ACHIEVED I CAN SEE MY THIRST QUENCHED,

DETERMINED TO LEAVE THE GREATEST LEGACY EVER LEFT BEHIND,

SO THAT IN NO WAY, SHAPE, OR FORM SHALL THESE FOOTPRINTS I LEAVE TURN INTO OBSTACLES STRATEGICALLY PLACED AND AREN’T EVER STEPPED ON & SET TO EXPLODE – LAND MINES, 

EMPHATICALLY- 

DETERMINED TO SEE ALL MY CHILDREN THROUGH LIFE, 

DESPITE ALL THE TURMOIL LIFE MAY BRING THRU PAIN IS THE ONLY WAY TO EARN THE MUCH NEEDED STRIPES WHILE  AVOIDING THE ADDITION OF ANY STRIKES, 

LOVE ISN’T FREE, AND DAMN IT’S SOMETHING I’M DEEPLY ATTRACTED TO, 

SORT OF MY KRYPTONITE, MY MOTIVATION, AND NOT ASHAMED TO SAY I’M ADDICTED TO, 

AS TIME CONTINUES TO PASS THRU MY HANDS LIKE A BALL FULL OF SAND, 

I’M HOPING YOU’LL REMAIN SO MUCH MORE THAN JUST MY FRIEND, 

SPIRITUALLY AND EMOTIONALLY I HAVE NOT YET BEGUN TO COMPREHEND, 

HOW THE REST OF MY LIFE I AM TO CARRY ON WHEN YOUR LIFE COMES TO AN END, 

YOU HAVE BOTH RAISED ME TO BE SO MUCH BETTER THAN I AM, 

YOU ALWAYS SAID WHEN I HAD KIDS OF MY OWN ONLY THEN WOULD I UNDERSTAND, 

NEW LIFE NOW I HAVE OF MY OWN AND THEY’RE ALWAYS REACHING FOR MY HAND,

DOING THE BEST THAT I HAVE EVER DONE TO RAISE OUR SON TO BE A GENTLEMAN, 

RAISE OUR BABY GIRLS TO KNOW HOW TO BE TREATED AND LOVED BY A MAN, 

AND ALL IN ALL WE ALL GET ON BENDING KNEES FULL OF HOPE TO THE SKY WE RAISE OUR HANDS, 

DEAR HEAVENLY FATHER HERE I AM………..

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