“You know its going to be raining?”I quipped.
“Awesome” she replied. Genuinely.
It rained all day. It rained the day before. I expected a cancellation message. It didn’t come. I looked for plastic bags to wrap my camera in. I found 3. I probably needed 4.
I turned up at the meeting and Taliah bounded over to my car. I didn’t even see her. If it had been a mafia hit, I was dead….shot in my drivers seat. Never saw her coming.
“Hi”She beamed. I was still alive. It was still raining, but there was a pixie smiling at my door.
She smiled. “I’ll follow you then?” Still enthusiastic. I like enthusiasm. All is good with the world today.
Taliah wanted her poem to be her story. Poems are always a piece of someone’s soul, so I was happy to use it.
I like the rain too….I just act like I don’t….
Showing your soul is harder than showing your skin….
This is Taliah’s story;
SUCH IS LIFE
Sometimes it seems the world is just too tough
What ever path you take, you end up in the rough
Life’s so hard, no matter what you do it’s wrong
Even if you had the right intentions all along
What does it take to get you to be you?
And make sure your effort is going towards something true
I try to be successful, but somehow always loose
I just want a win and to avoid those unwanted blues
Sometimes my obstructions are clear
My positivity helps me to live with no fear
Other times clouds may appear
Giving me nothing but constant tears
I am my only savior here
No one can save me nor heal my fears
Master my attitude
Cherish the years
Hold my head high because the end is near.
Other times clouds may appear….