Perspective

Dedicated to the homeless, dyslexic woman sent by God to remind me where I stand.

Conceived Wednesday, September 11, 2013.

Today I met a woman on the bus.

I was going home; her home was

Nowhere, yet everywhere,

But all she did was smile.

Today, as I read, a woman said she admired

My persistence despite my thick glasses.

And said she'd try, that night, to read a full page,

And all she did was laugh.

Today, as I frowned, a woman touched my arm,

Paid my frown back with a confident smile.

My world was tainted; she had none to taint,

Yet, all she had was enough.

Today, as I waited, a woman told me

To drink the last drops; they were all I'd get, 

That big drinks won't come to those who wait,

That all we have is dregs.

Today, I met a woman on the bus.

I held all the world; she held only

Her pride, but while I cried,

Well, all she did was smile.