Morning sun

She looks out her window as the sun gently touches the sky, the moon has started to drift away and it is harder now to see, behind the tress it now hides. The leaves have left long ago, now only to be touched with spots of snow that are melting away turning to water as it drops to the ground. She hears a songbird sign her good morning, at least she can believe he is doing so, warming her soul, touching her heart, believing in this moment the world is only hers to cherish and she relishes that thought for right now, the world is hers she will shout to the top of her lungs. She will tell the world that her dreams will come true, no one will knock them to the ground, I will pick them back up and tread on until they are all found!! You cannot tell me they are hopeless silly dreams, they keep me going when life is nothing more but broken hearts that keep you locked behind steel doors, crying on your wooden cold floors! These are my dreams, they are not yours to decide when I should give them up and throw them away, my life is not one of play, I have faith that you will believe in me one day. She calms now after her yelling has subsided, a weight has been lifted off of her chest, a smile comes to her face as she wonders ( had anyone listened? had anyone heard? do they now believe in her? ) She walks now from her window, the sun has now set in its cozy spot for the day. The song bird is gone now, he has flown to another window, if you listen you will hear him sing a song to you ,he is waiting for you to tell him your story now. Scream to the top of your lungs, get it out and into the open, this is your life and it will not leave you broken!! Believe in yourself, because lets face it world, if we don't know one else will!!!