It’s been a while since I’ve done one of my song lyric stories where I intertwine lyrics from a song into a story. So here goes… the song is at the end.
I must have seen the same face a thousand times, round
here, over there, drinking coffee, shopping, waiting for the tram. It was a
face that said don’t mess with me, my walls are crumbling and I just want to go
about my business quietly. I want to be left well and truly alone. The happy look was grumpy, the neutral
look was angry, the angry looked livid. I suppose if I had to come up with one
adjective to describe that face it would be tired, tired of life or tired of
something. The grey hair and grey beard gave an impression of being a ghost in
the fog, dissolving into the background.
But today I saw something I’ve never seen before, a smile.
Not even a hint of a smile, but a real smile; exposing dimples and a sparkle in
the eye that looked like it was designed to ignite smiles in others. A smile
that made the clouds move, so the angels get a better view. No longer a face
that says I’m thinking of jumping now a face that says I’m walking along the edge
were the ocean meets that land, sunshine on my back. feet in the warm
sea.
There was nothing I could see that was causing the smile
just a myriad of happy thoughts only in the head. Like good news delivered on
wire in an circus.
But I’d been staring for too long, I stepped away from the mirror, still smiling.
this is a beautiful story
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