Tap tap tap I hear this approach And I look up to see The bravest one I ever see The epitome of faith One of the greatest source of inspiration   There are times I go about feeling sorry for myself Maybe because I am lacking Something I think I need Feeling a few hunger pangs Then I hear tap tap tap And suddenly even if its for a moment These problems are not so important As I cannot see the need to feel sorry for myself   Then there are times There is this feeling of been safe and snug Strutting around like a peacock As proud as a lion Feeling too strong to describe As if this world revolves around me And I hear tap tap tap Such a humbling sound to the ear As the ego is been deflated Forcing me to see how frail I am   Should this symbol of faith and bravery Bless my path on my daily journey Could I dare feel sorry for this one Feel any pity or express such Could I dare to draw upon This source of inspiration and strength And not return love in its essence Not stop for a moment and give thanks Count the many blessings I take for granted     [Home] [About] [Contact Us] [Poetry] [My Poetry] [Featured Poem] [User Poems] [Three Poems] [Events] [Guidelines] [Legal]