Happiness Does Not Wait
Such a state of mind
This thing called happiness
How fragile it can be
Like a leaf having enjoyed a summer
Clinging to life in the fall
Still…
Oh, how deep this realm can take us
True happiness is not eager to leave
But…
Perhaps that principle of life’s quest
Is persistent with enwrapping us in its love
Only because
Happiness does not wait
It is forever there for the making
The embracing
The responsibility inherent
With its persona
“I’m here. Take my hand.”
until I found out it was not. So here I stand, on the precipice
of eternity, old enough to know better, yet too young to resist.
Ron
Calming too!
roseline