Dear Faucet

At first I thought that I should never get to meet you, let alone as it came to pass, this lovely Sunday morning where we quite unexpectedly bumped into one another.
Although you may seem crude and unforgiving to some, I see you as an opportunity to better myself. For now, through additional experience, the hand that guides us all through life, can do so again much earlier than previously planned.
Maybe I will reach a new level of keen, unrivalled by my peers, so that I may become favourite.

yours - F. Boker