I’d Rather Be Socrates Unsatisfied

Hope is funny,
like a wiggly child,
excited for something
she’s never seen.

She bursts through
in joyous celebration,
praising every small thing,
forecasting new dreams for
the future.

She never truly leaves,
only staying silent while
Pessimism sours the psyche,
simply protesting with a
steady shake of her head.

Unfortunate that each trial,
stumble, fall, and heartbreak,
makes it hard to wait,
but when you are ready,
she is there.

She seems impractical
as an adult, with effervescent
optimism.
It’s bad enough
to be disappointed,
without her becoming
forgotten.

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