Forbidden Fruit

Chan Hwi (Matthew) Cho, 2T5 MAM

I wish that happiness was a fruit
growing strong from a small tree,

all I would have to do is 
water it, 
nurture it,
give it all my love,  

and then one day,
as I sleep underneath its shade,
it could fall right into my lap

sweet and bitter,
that juicy taste of my labour
would make it all worthwhile.

but instead I sit here hands open,
waiting for something
that will never fall

do I dare stand and reach?
or shall I remain seated,
comfortable, 
lost in thought?