If life would have been a person

I must would have allayed my eagerness

and asked

How can you hold so many surprises?

Some merry and mild, some heavily basked

Some creepy and wild, some barely masked

I would like to bring it home

and offer delicacies of time

I would like to offer some warmth

and a lovely cozy chair

(Unstilted by my concerns)

beside my favorite window

with a mug of precious thoughts

to relish every sip of delectation

as it's always after the pain

as soon as the sun lays off

It runs after the rain

I would tell it to peek out of the window

take in the view adorned with nature

gulp in some fresh air and let your perseverance sink in the green grass,

the white fence,

the birds, the clouds

the little hopes of light, the fireflies

the stridulating crickets assuring

the evening has sprawled

it's wings over the pink horizon

and the stars and moon

ready to approach soon

In the dawn it may, become obnoxious

to the protocol of the racing time

it may strum it's favorite melody to me

or indite a few candences filled with longings and promises to

abide in memories someday

being a liason seeking calm

embracing my words to contemplate

Only, if had it been a person!