thoughtsonthebus

Tip toe

Tippy toe

Slow

I move so as not to disturb

your peace and quiet.

There is a game

I’m not going to play

with you.

Games denote competition

A battle, a duel

But fighting is not on my agenda

Neither is admitting defeat

For my goal is not a shining medal

Nor a shining knight,

See, I have my own light

Which shines within.

So, see.

See

my light does not wax

It does not wane.

only shifts in the flame

Of your smile.