To say you give me hope would be an exaggeration
But I am hopeful
Nevertheless
Because I can enjoy this for what it is
And not make myself run in circles
For what it could be or what it shouldn't
That I am not trying to pick you apart
For all the reasons we shouldn't even try
Oh I am sure there are plenty
But aren't there always?
For now all I will do
Is breath
And take it all in stride
Looking forward
Stretching my arms as far as I can
Moving my hands like wings in the wind
Like we did from car windows when we were little
I will lie in the sun and smile
And breath
And be not in pain for once
This is not thanks to you
But you are a symptom
Of all that's going right
And I am thankful
To myself
