Novel & Cerita Hope Is A Thing With Feathers Poem

Gusto ko lang makialam, bakit ba? “Every tear I’ve shed is watering seeds, To grow a wild garden from buried dreams and needs, I’ll paint my own horizon with colors of hope – This restless soul won’t just learn to cope” Pinagpagan ko ang aking kamay at napapangiti nang makitang lalong umaliwalas ang paligid. And if fear is a mountain too steep to climb, I’ll lace up these boots and make it mine. No more waiting for signs or dreams slipped away –