Ode to Summer 2017
I pray I make it to Summer 2017.
I think this year will be the beginning of something new, Summer 2017.
I hope this is the year my dreams come through, Summer 2017.
I have waited for this for as long as time permits me to remember, Summer 2017.
My mind and my heart are finally on the same page, Summer 2017.
These broken promises will be made whole again, Summer 2017.
Broken hearts will be transformed, Summer 2017.
There will be no space for lies come Summer 2017.
Truth will have its day, Summer 2017.
Our faith in goodness and love will be restored, Summer 2017.
Jealousy and hate will be a horrid memory of the past, Summer 2017.
My hope will inaugurated into the hall of time, Summer 2017.
Peace and identity will reign, Summer 2017.
Abba Father, hear my prayer and allow me to see your glory displayed in me, Summer 2017.