Happiness Is A Stone's Throw Away Poem by Iohannes Silvaticus

Happiness Is A Stone's Throw Away



I would not mind being a stone,
A plain old stone for being thrown
Into cool pools by naughty children.
To see their faces laugh as the ripples
Radiate like the sunlight from their dimples
From the bottom of the pond.

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