Happiness Poem by Getasew Shumet

Happiness



She walks into the room.
How happy i get.
I say to myself.
Happiness is here.
Don't say a thing.
For it may disappear.
For the life I live is cursed.

Sunday, March 29, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: happiness
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Getasew Shumet

Getasew Shumet

Gondor, Ethiopia
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