Armed with my briefcase and a will so resolute, target to write a happy poem on my daily commute. Monotonous daily grind, bedrock of urban life, infiltrates my resolve, again I write on pain & strife. Autumnal thoughts, what could have been, leaves of silence, towards darkness they lean. But tomorrow is a fresh day, maybe a happier sun will rise, like the pretty girl who smiled today, the new verse might just surprise. Happy poem. #HappyPoem #yqbaba