Cracked

Inspired by my friends Eli and Shawn

Cracked

In life,

one is given only so many eggs

Precious white spheres,

signs of hope

caught in a dreary, dark world,

they promise a hope

beyond imagining.

For years I have waited,

wondering if these

little shells of life

would ever be put to use.

When, suddenly,

I found myself

shoving them all into

one basket.

Cramming them within

to ensure that they fit,

I smiled proudly at my handiwork.

Yet now I shudder with fear,

wondering if the basket will fall,

breaking the orbs of dreams

and cracking me eternally.

So, on the morrow

I plan to spread my eggs

to a few others.

For, though there are only a few I can trust,

hopefully one day

more eager faces will appear beside me,

happy to bare my burden,

as I will theirs.