One day I might wake up
to find I am a different person,
someone with a smile on his face
and whose moods never worsen.
One day I might finally see
the chances I have been given,
then grab them with both hands
before dropping to my knees
asking to be forgiven.
One day I might look in the mirror
and think I am not that bad
and it is time to solve the thoughts
which have made me sad.
One day I might realise
that I have only one life
and then stop taking for granted
the woman who became my wife.
