OMG there are people who want to make me angry. They give the best shot at it by making me wait. You know what I am way past that phase of my life. Read the following.
My Smile.
By the lake on a cold morning I sat,
Then at the sight of the tip of sun,
Into the cold water my legs I dipped,
Hydrophobia through every vein spread,
Then at the rising sun and the golden light I looked,
Step by step into the lake I walked,
And the whole of me cold of nature’s hands felt,
Then in every vein every bit of my anger, jealousy and pride I filled,
Slowly they became cold and cold and cold.
From the lake I came back and through the cold breeze walked,
Every step taught me to believe,
There is nothing I own and I am nothing better than anything.
Then immune to all that hurts I felt.
And the best of my smiles I smiled.
A God given smile none from my face can ever erase.
