How many times today

Did I count them only to

Run out of space in the mind

To fully recollect the joy

That flows from the memories?-

The warm drops of happy tears-

Warm waters that cleanse the eyes

As they realize the thousand moments

And how they blend together

Forming the matrix of a fulfilled life-

Accepting imperfection in the execution-

Appreciative in the extreme.

Days largely spent in a calm state.

Winding walks through the city.

Windy trails along the shore-

The brilliance of nature

Matched by the joy in some children's eyes

As they race by

Oblivious to the obstacles ahead-

Many placed there by "well-meaning" adults

Who often paint life as onerous-

Something to be endured.

While the fortunate child

Hears of opportunity & enjoyment-

All the passions of love-

And the efforts of parenthood-

All great joys.

Both the smiles & the frowns.

Just turn those upside down-

Imagine those faces coming at you-

Each one with a smile

Instead of a frown when you are around.