Blunder

Took the long walk along that winding road

To ease the troubled mind so harrowed

We have all made those mistakes or two

For which we beat ourselves black and blue

I tell myself that I will fight back the tears

And stay clear from trouble and face my fears

Sometimes things are easier said than done

But I am no example to be that beacon

Sitting on the cold steely bench I stare

My gaze slowly falls on the child with long hair

She runs, falls, brushes her dress without a care

And I slap my forehead and felt really dumb

She just demonstrated the solution to my problem

© Sunil Kurian 2010