BIG HAPPY
“You make me
so happy! ”
She says.
“Oh, I say! ”
I say.
“It’s such
a big happy
but it’s made up
of all small happies! ”
“The small happy
I can hold
in my hand
but the big happy
is like the sky! ”
She clutches me
hugs my knee
kisses my kneecap
then goes
out again
shouting to the dolly
she left sitting in the sand pit.
“It’s ok...I’m back! ”
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Your wonderful imagination takes you once again into the world of childhool, and how beautifully. Soft, gentle, warm....just like you!