Tuesday, June 11, 2013

Maybe it's a sign


Down the stairs and out the door,
same as the day before.
Same steps, same path; except this time,
what I hoped was true, is right in front of me:
big bold letters mark the path.

I take a few more steps, same steps, same path
and I know I am moving closer
I step in, I jump in, I dive in:
happiness has been laid out for us.