Thursday, February 24, 2011

To Steve

I'm not a writer, I'm a fibber.
I spin meaningless tales to entertain
In the hope of leaving a legacy, something, behind for anyone
In the hope that when I'm gone
Someone might remember me, think of me
Meet Steve, he's got the same idea as I, or is it me
Unlike me, he's got a regular 9 to 5
Works hard, does his share of giving, his share of loving
But for some reason, he doesn't feel fulfilled
In his mind, there has to be more to life
So he searches for that greater meaning
That something that defines him, distinguishes from the rest of world
Be it a Nobel prize, an Oscar, a Grammy, a Pulitzer, hell even a community award
He's been searching for years, and at this point, no offence, he'll take a bloggers award.
Just something to give his mundane life a purpose
Everyday for the past 5 years, he walks into the same coffee shop
Buys a muffin and a latte, smiles at the girl at the counter and cracks a funny
To her, in her little world, these are the best twelve minutes of her day
Seeing him smile and listening to his voice
He's her reason for waking up in the morning
And her reason for pressing on each day
But poor Steve doesn't see this in his search for meaning
And as she fights the cancer thats killing her
Her only reason to see his smile,
He misses the fact that he's her hero, her world
That to her, his impact on her, gives her the strength she needs
It's to easy to miss the things that matter
A warm beer with friends, a smile from a someone that loves us
A kind word.
What are all the awards in the world, without someone to share them with
What's the use of a legacy, without someone to leave it to
It's the little wins that matter, we all have an impact on someone
And to someone, we are all that matter
And just making their day, making them smile
Beats any award any man can offer
But poor Steve slaves on, unfulfilled
Oblivious that his very smile, saves a life each day
A life that could go on to save another, and that life another
That may give birth to the future leader that ends world hunger
An accomplishment dear Steve remains oblivious to
Till his dying day...

Oblivious that his smile

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