When was the last time you smiled? Genuinely smiled? Don't know? Was it when you looked at that wrinkled face of yours in the morning? Was it when your grandchild climbed on your lap? Was it when you saw your enemy fall? Was it when you scared the family cat? Was it when your Lilys flowered? When did you smile last? Or was it when they laid that wreath on your bony chest?
Looks like the fog just spared my window to the street. The street lights looked liking smokers in an alley. The cobble stones were wet from the drizzle. The street dogs were busy barking at something. A breeze just unsettled the garbage can's lid. My world hasn't changed much. Everyday I look for some sign of change. Nothing seems to change. I have grown bald. My eyesight has dimmed. My kids have grown. The window pane has gathered dust and dirt. The spiders have evolved. Some old buildings have given way to new ones. The neon signs have gone. Still nothing seem to have changed. Change they say has to come from within. But then, what can come out of an empty narrow dead end?
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