Opportunities
Enfeebled by suffering, my steps refused to abide my call
Tears streamed down when opportunity gently walked into my life
Should I or should I not accept the responsibility that breathed close by?
I laid aside my self pity, doused out the agony with pain killers
And put on my armour of fortitude
Smilingly I went forth with my two stalwarts
As Alexander may have with his army against Poros
In a fierce battle of wits we won a magnificent love cup trophy
Like a towering sterling chalice we held on to its proud handles
The dopamine effect kept us beaming on the podium
As shutterbugs kept us showered in their limelight
November 3, 2016
For Nayda Ivette Negron
Copyright © Balveen Cheema | Year Posted 2016
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