Days of Hope

When you look to the past for life's long hidden meaning.
For the dreams and the plans made in your youth.
Does the thrill to achieve match the warm hidden feeling
that lies so still and lives in you?

In the eyes of a child there is joy, there is laughter.
There is hope, there is trust, a chance to shape the future.
For the lessons of life there is no better teacher.
Than the look in the eyes of a child.


I'm about to go hair school right now but I had to drop by and say something, even this small thing. Dad arrived last night with some news, some very important news and also this morning I have received a letter telling me that I must appear in the law courts next Tuesday. I can't say anything about any of this right now, I am awash with emotions. Emotions so raw I have tears. I have my dreams from the furthest places falling down all around me right now and tantalizingly so they are almost within reaching distance. I feel the swirl of butterflies in their thousands within me all hoping for a spring day. I feel rainbows arc over sunny skies helping to uncover pots of gold. The riches of something so precious I can almost grasp.
Yes I'm having a beer as I write this to calm my raw nerves and I need it, I really do no matter Dad's frown and really, if this is to be it, the moment that I have dreamed of all these years then.....
It's going to be the fall of an empire and really the end of an era. I'm desperate for my brave new world.
Just please everyone pray your very best wishes for me, pray with your most determined efforts that justice will prevail and hopefully I will be in a position to explain very soon.