Eager

There comes a time when

you realize you can't stay

bitter anymore-

that time when you see

the world is bigger and brighter

than ever before.

And people wear smiles instead

of fear on their eyes,while

hands form a sea of rainbow-drenched

paper from left to right-

forced or felt,

this hurricane of bliss

has made us better,

if only for one minute.

But why do we need a name or a number

to remind us how to feel?

That we feel?

As I smell,see,touch this day

of cheerful December,

I understand:

though we sometimes look like devils,

we're always angels

at heart.

thank you for the love!