Dear Universe

Dear Universe,

See, I am just a little village girl
Who Grew up with little and
was taught to be content with little.
To give thanks and smile irrespective;
It's the way to be happy
And to make someone happy
And to make a little heaven down here.
So I have smiled despite;
I have given thanks always
And have made many people happy...
Not all, but I try; I really try.
See I barely dreamed -
The nights were so dark and cold;
So whenever I dreamt, I would see Cain!
His big black foot would come
So close to my window
And I'd curl, cry and shsshiver in silence.
Come morning, I would give thanks
And smile and dare not to dream again!

See, once in a while I would wish
I had a slice of bread,
A pair of shoes for school,
and to see my dad again...
Then I would stop
in the middle of my wish,
and remember to be content
And to give thanks.
By, went the days and on some,
I saw my Dad,
I got some slices of bread
And wore church shoes to school.

After school, I joined the school of life:
It's been difficult, the exams especially.
But I have attained a pass by grace
Approaching expectation maybe...
I'm happy my daughter exceeds it;
And the way she looks at life
With big bold eyes,
And demands for her slices of bread,
Has given rise to a fire...
I feel some warmth,
And I can now dream again!


Can't help but smile, and give thanks.





Thanks & kind regards