I long for things I don’t have
I stare at greener grass
I wonder what it would be like

Then I take a deep breath and remember
Remember the sun shining
Remember my purpose
Remember

“One day”, I tell myself
“One day”, I repeat over and over

But for now I work
I make steps in the right direction
I try

And then maybe, just maybe
One day my grass will be emerald to someone else.