350. Simply To Be

I am not who I once was, 

or who I thought I could be.

I am simply me.

I chased not the stars, 

but all the beating hearts,

as they were my stars,

They could be.

In depth, and heartfelt,

I broke beneath the wishing well.

All I had was honesty to sell,

I threw in a penny. 

It grew, my wish came true,

we will make it through.

And there will be happiness,

because I am happy.

A happiness that’ll never die,

though will be a test of time,

and we shall survive,

because we are worthy,

If we are simply to be.