Real Happiness..... Poem by RIC BASTASA

there is this
most important thing
that we do not have,
and we mourned for
a while, but
it will not be long
the mind soon shall
settle
like sand on the glass
inside the water.

you have it but you
will be having a hard
time to make it grow.

we can let it grow
with all ease and comfort
but it is not ours.

so you see, life is fair.
do not laugh neither
shall we mourn.

to each his own sorrow
to each his own joy.
we only have to be
content with what is
in our hold,
in our hearts, the real
happiness lies.