If you ask me

how I am doing

I will respond,

“Fine.”

But sometimes,

behind the fine –

my heart is breaking

my soul is aching

my faith is wilting

my balance is tilting

my purpose is crumbling

my spirit is grumbling

– all hiding behind the smile.

But on the whole

I guess I am just “fine.”

© 2016 ck’s days

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