Proud

"I am so proud of you." 
I'm easy to please, you could say,
But as my mind flies away with the wind,
Hope flutters into my heart as I imagine those words being said. 

It's just a simple sentence,
Six words and fifteen letters,
Never once in our walk on this path,
Have they been spoken out loud.

It's fine, it's fine,
The sky is still blue,
The sun still continues to shine,
And the trees still grow. 

Like I have said, I'm easy to please,
So until you grace me with the few words that'll make me fly,
I'll say enough to keep myself grounded,
"I am so proud of myself."