Happiness Poem by Leanne Eastwood

Wind Beneath the clouds, weaving through my hair,
Singing grasshoppers complimenting my ears,
The veiw of beauty brings a breath of fresh air,
And the freedom, freedom of nothing to care,

Alone and still, silent and resigned,
Whisper every word, keep every thought,
This land that i lay upon warm and kind,
The sun blazing down, my happiness caught,

An innocent smile finding my face,
On this landscape i be free of my life, free of me,
Shattered and dissappearing dreams, here not the case,
For being at peace i know what i can see.