Madison Tonti

Today, like most days
Feels like a plant slowly wilting
leaves turn dark green
on the brink of becoming black
Falling to the ground as winds pass over the long days
But that does not always have to be, so we are told
With those wilted leaves falls the pain and sorrows
of today's troubles
Leaving room for tomorrow's hopes and possibilities
to reach for the sunlight
Growing tall, glowing a bright green color
leaves articulately shaped and each uniquely placed
rests a beautiful sight
The consideration of our strength
to get through another day
Despite the fears and anxieties
troubles and overwhelming feelings of today’s past
We must allow ourselves to grow through the aches
and create a better version of ourselves
One that makes time to enjoy the things we used to love
And activities that gave us passion and drive
To attend to our own needs and desires
not everyone else's
Tomorrow we must acknowledge our accomplishments
and connect with parts of ourselves that have become lost
in the transitions of change and expectation
Tomorrow
My leaves are green
I turn to the sun and smile again