Where I Belong

Let me ease your life; let me be your punctuation.

But please put me where I truly belong.

 

I don’t want to be a misplaced punctuation

In the sentence of your life.

Causing you to pause where you should be moving on

Or stop when all you need is a short intermission.

 

I don’t want to make you question the statements in your journey 

And exclaim at your life’s questions.

I don’t want to cause you to dash when all you need to do is walk;

Or slash when the right thing to do is patch things up.

 

Misused, I muddle the meaning of your action;

Misplaced, I give your message a different interpretation;

Overused, I can be your ultimate distraction.

Take me, but please put me where I should be

For only then can I make your life as meaningful as it can be.

 

 

//Sherma E. Benosa

3 June 2008; 1:43pm