Too Glad To Reveal My Moment
Many yesterdays ago,
I shut myself out
from everyone and everything,
just lied there waiting to die;
with no friends to come by and say hello,
to make me laugh like a clown:
when my moods were at a stand-still,
and I was about to cry...
Too glad to reveal my moment
and share it even with a stranger...
how loneliness held me in bondage,
and wouldn't release me from its tight hand;
so happy to enjoy every sun-ray,
which feels better when the dog-woods gently sway,
and spring offers more than it can:
and accepting this gift, I am greeted by a new friend!
If smiles make one look younger,
and promise a longer life...why
was its secret kept from me?
I wish...I had smiled more often, to have never
been surrounded by fretful shadows,
and be spoken to by morbid voices;
all the hopelessness and despair would have been unfelt,
and none of the memories would have lingered on regret...
Too glad to reveal my moment,
a moment so joyfully expressed by words,
and emotions that no longer remain silent;
so excited to declare this freedom with a loud sound:
even without wings, I would soar over those clouds!
Confide in me, hesitant friends...no road is too smooth,
and no unnourished tree can bear an exquisite fruit;
plant your seed today, plant it where the rains abound!
Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci
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