When you're sad....


When you're sad
recall your growing-up years
riding your cycle after school
with your heavy book-packed bag
your face being caressed
by the gentle  breeze
that drifted above your head
and not for a moment thought
you'd ever grow old
nor that life could
in any way be bad

that resplendent feeling
that made
you lord of your domain
with all life's delicacies
graciously placed on your very plate-

shouldn't you  now be glad
a glimpse of eternity
you've inherited
and that more beautiful things
would follow in abundance
in your every future step?