I held the half empty glass in my hand.

So worried was I of it's half empty status.

I held on tightly... Not wanting to waste another ounce.

I held the half full glass in my hand.

So happy was I that I was able to maintain my glass's half full status.

There were many other glasses to be had. But I held on to my half full glass.

I held on to my glass. Someone came by and asked... But I said no.

When I finally realized what I had missed, I realized that I was holding on to a half empty glass.

I emptied the half empty glass and put it down.

Before I knew it the pretty lady came back and asked again.

I nodded my head yes...

She filled my glass and told me not to worry.

I now have someone in my life and my glass is always full.

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EdwinBrown9®™
10/22/15