Smile

Sometimes we forget how to smile and be overjoyed in the moment. At least, I do, speaking for myself. Yet there is always a lot to be grateful for. The sun in my window, food on the table, watching happy children play without a care in the world! (Are they licking the smowballs?) Life is great!

Sometimes
Sometimes
I can write
What is in my heart
In the moment
Bringing you close
Stranger
Lover
Friend
Mentor
In the future
Aunty, mother who nurtured me
In the most recent
Past

Sometimes
It gets blocked
My creative spirit
Goes into hiding
No special feelings
I can
Through my fingers
From my mind be
Confiding
Even when it is a special wish
A yearning
Silently crying

Sometimes
I find that connection
Enabled by modern technology
I push the fears of writing aside
Opening up ideas
In my mind wide
No worries of a reader
Making comments snide
Much easier it becomes
When it’s a creative mentor
In whom to confide
I can be free
No longer in a dark corner
I hide
Freedom to write
I
In our connection find

By Simone, ‎den ‎26 ‎september ‎2008.