To Plant Some Hope

I want to plant a tree.

I want to plant some hope

So that everyone who looks might believe,

Even when inside I don't. 

I want to patch these holes 

-My holes -

With something better yet,

A patchwork more noble

Because of who I know.

I want to reflect more than myself

When others look inside my eyes.

They needn't see the holes I see 

Or everyday compromise.

I want to make believe 

Something is growing deep inside 

-A quality you'd want to find,

Or some dying piece of self

Who gives more growth in death

Than ever does with life,

Or maybe just a seedling 

Whose presence surprises

And whose purpose can't be discovered.

I don't want to wait,

But growing things takes patience

And maybe a little break

From the sun's strong face

Or from the drought which dries a soul.

I want to plant a tree.

I want to plant some hope,

And maybe both will start

In the garden of my heart.