The Extra Mile
He woke up hurriedly at 7.30 AM. The alarm had been put to snooze over three
times. Ah! A little extra ten minutes of . . .
Oh! How many summers did you wait for it to open.
Sometimes with a rose in your hand.
Playing the game of ‘love me, love me not’.
Oh! How many falls, fell away, waiting for it to fall apart.
Playing the game of waiting and walking away.
You kicked it hard and . . .