On my way back to home, I was worried and I was tense, yet I smiled the moment I saw that bright face boy.
I know when sunlight fades, darkness emerges, it is part of nature; we can’t change it but the thing which could be changed is the way we look towards life and I feel no shame in admitting that a ten-year-old boy has recently taught me this lesson.
I’m happy and I admit that the image of that boy on wheel-chair would always act as a light-house in my life.
This post is in response to Three Line Tales, Week Thirty-Eight by Sonya. The photo for this challenge is provided by William Bout.