life

I am hiding under my blanket,
trying to hide not only from the chill
but also from the shrill.

I am holding my blanket tight,
my heart is full of fright.

hoping nobody pulls my blanket and sees my tears,
I am trying best to hide my fears.

I am searching a hand to hold,
then suddenly I hear a scold.

In spite of me holding the blanket so tight,
a ray of light makes a flight.

It fills with estacy
and takes me into a fantasy.

Now I want to fly high,
which I do after a sigh.

I throw my blanket away,
with it I throw my fears away.

I vow to my best to this life.
To stand every time I am made to fall
and this is how I want to face you all.