#2188-Impressed

I recall the days,

When doors were closed,

The world felt cold,

And I couldn’t feel,

Or find my way home.

I didn’t give up,

But kept knocking,

For someone to find.

One ordinary day,

The tides decided to change.

Sunny days arrived,

And those lonely days,

Seemed a figment of the past.

It was no coincidence,

Magic, or destiny,

But life’s cycles, and

Murmurs from long ago,

To never surrender,

And believe.