A Call From Misery Poem by Effie Yalena Steyn
A Call From Misery
Misery calls, I answer:
Not today, dear,
Today I am happy.
Like water, like sun
Elated, unparalleled, petalled love
Runs from my eyes like a kingfisher
Stars falling, honeydewed
Slowing time, felt masked and knighted
Happiness is etched in my wrists
My heart.
To be struck down with the blows
Of all my favourite things
Means I am free of you
I'm happy to be rid of you
Happy, relishing solitude.
Misery calls, I answer:
I'm not yours today, dear.
For today, I am wholly mine.
Optimistic, positive and practical approach to life. Why dig the past that is dead and buried and why worry about future that is not yet born? Why not enjoy intensely in the living present! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! I would pray for you, Treacherous Misery keep away, Put of visit for some other day, Dear Effie is happy and gay. CP
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5/4/2024 2:57:36 AM # 1.0.0.1119
touching words from someone talented thanks for sharing 10++++