The Day Ahead
/From his little blue seat, he sees his own reflection,
Subtly painted on the window, in great imperfection.
It whispers at him, advice for good or for ill,
Commanding him with all its great zeal.
In his mind, rushing images of stories past,
Thoughts of moments that could not last.
Why should this all be?
Though acceptance is the only key.
Among the people, he sits there and ponders
About the world and all its wonders.
His eagerness rises, like the tide under a full moon,
But he doesn’t show it—he’s still as a tomb.
Expectation and hope,
It will soon come,
Seeing whom he loves most.
Not so quickly! The door is still closed!
Brakes screech; this is his stop.
Two feet down and then he walks.
Eyes held high; all hopes up.
Ready for the day ahead.
After finishing a Bachelor of Business Administration and a Graduate Diploma in Digital Marketing, Raf ventured into the exciting world of professional writing. Some of Raf’s interests include travel, photography, history, languages, and dogs.