Love poetry

Second Chances

The dank pungent smell of depression
lingered upon a hapless soul
vacant of purpose
existing pessimistic hope
despite bitter childhood memories

dreams of another chance
a more positive outlook
where the future shows promise
no more despair, emptiness
no more tears of sadness

then joy, a miracle
the smile of buttercups
erasing the past
forgiving my mistakes
a light overcoming the shadows

such innocence, refreshing
scents, the most precious
far better than oxygen
he is the mirror to my soul
everything good that was oppressed

twinkling eyes seem like stars
cast far above this world
a gift sent to reflect
peace and harmony
a reflection of the inner me.