The Road Less Traveled

I step out and close the door behind me.
The sun is out,
The leaves of the neighbour’s plants are shiny from previous night’s rain
And a spider has captured the beads of water in its web like strings of transparent pearls.
I start my walk on a carpet of red oak leaves,
I feel exhilarated like a celebrity who steps on the red carpet for the first time
I fill my lungs with fresh air, the heaviness in my heart subsides and unpleasant thoughts give way to happier ones,
My steps feel lighter
And I keep thinking of “the road less traveled”!

Friends

 

I don’t have a sister
But I have some very good friends
You may never know how important it is
Till you plunge in void and loneliness

My life is full of kindness
Big chunks of it here and there
The hug that I give and receive every morning
To which there is no compare

Sometimes when I drink to pretend happiness
While sorrow oozes out of my every pore
There is a friend to drink with me
Because apparently this is a friend’s chore

A little advice here A little knitting lesson there
An hour talk over a cup of coffee
Or God forbid over a pint of beer

It doesn’t solve your problems
It doesn’t pay your debts
But you have someone who listens
No matter how hard life gets