#49 - Disguised

There are days,I feel rusty and out of place.It’s most disconcerting,On beautiful sunny days.Looking into the mirrorI see holes and broken parts.But if I take time,Reflect and calmly feel,Sometimes,I find a little peace.Sheltered emotional harbors in life,That appear out of nowhere,Making me smile.And I wonder…How can I have,More days like that?[nbsp_tc]