Have you ever clung to a desire for so long
that your eyes saw nothing else?
The most beautiful part of life is the ability to dream
To fight for something, no matter how impossible it may seem

Like the mother reaching out towards the stars
Wishing for her youngest son to return home
She stretches with all her might
soon realizes she cannot reach that far
The mother does not cry,
She simply sits there
Hoping
Waiting

The war continues, day after day
But she continues to wish upon that star

This mother does not cry,
she is content hoping for tomorrow.
Hoping
Waiting