I must say
My mornings have started to get better,
I now concentrate on birds chirping,While I am eating bread butter.
Being in bed,
I feel content now
So much, that I feel happy for others.
Their happiness doesn’t make me jealous
Maybe, that’s when you know
You’ve grown up.
I smile to myself, sipping my cup of Indian tea
Wondering how this change happened
Letting myself be.