For you.

A young soul sat around an empty table, happy with a moment preserved in memorable bliss.

Lost in thoughts of a future without promise yet holding potential for beauty and joy.

No restraint of imagination but something still held back, a fear of chance,

afraid to let go of what is and always has been.

Careful, this may pass as what always will be.

Head up, walk valiantly towards the raging current.

Stand strong, emerge as desire has laid out.

Thinking of a dream, an aspiration that was so beautiful yet just out of reach.

No excuse too great, no task too hard;

For a dream is resilient and overpowering, there to help when others may not.

As for you, there will always be a dream and there will always be hope.