Welcome to my Creative Corner

I held a dream in my hand once,
So delicate and vulnerable.
Many people told me to abandon it,
That I wasn't capable.

They tried to make me close my hand,
in order to crush my dream.
I just wouldn't do it though,
impossible as it did seem.

I handled it so gently,
and kept it dear to me.
My dream would survive,
they would all see.

I held my dream up high,
so safe and secure.
I would work toward it...
I felt so very sure.

I worked at it so hard,
and gained self-confidence.
I realized that my determination
would surely make the difference.

The difference between
failure and success
has to be Determination...
I guess.

My dream is now thriving
and beginning to flower.
I feel the optimism
and I feel the power.

The power to move all of
Heaven and Earth...
To realize and determine
my own self-worth.