I see a star dart through my vision.
I wish upon it for a bright day,
And hope for my love to last.
I lay my head down on my pillow,
And again I wish for a sparkling future.
As I close my eyes,
I feel complete.
For I believe that my hope is pure and my love unburdened.
But then I feel fear.
For there is lingering doubt in my mind,
That my hope is not pure,
And my love not unburdened.
For I know that throughout my life,
I will forever be hoping for the best,
Yet expecting the worst.
Crystal Hayes 2002
