#2 hopeful

Let me never chase your blessing
But instead, your face.
Let the good you do
Never overshadow the good that you are



Let my love for you grow
In moments of intimacy
And manifest
In actions, rather than shallow words



Let me not grow old
Walking a distance behind you
But rather walking hand in hand
Knowing that the path travelled
Was the one you laid out for me
Before I had taken even one step



Let me breathe my last
Knowing that the one who gave me my first
Is standing with open arms
Ready to welcome me home