A Story

When you awoke, the sun was perfect,
you battled to get out of bed
on the cold breezy winter morning
until a gush of thoughts blew your head away.
You hurriedly wore your mother's favorite dress,
cladded deeply your eyes with kohl,
and faintly painted your lips a shade of red
savoring of  positivity and hope.

It was your first day at work,
and you wanted to be very sure,
so you shun your fears with a scintilla of bliss,
and made the long walk through the corridor.
You put forth your hand, said hellos and greeted your boss,
And just then,
you stumbled upon a stair and fell,
and your dress now wore a new stain.
But 'there' was born a whole new story to tell,
The moment you smiled and stood up again.