Happiness Poem by emily summers
Happiness
I have finally escaped,
to a majestic place,
where i feel at home,
no cobwebs on the phone,
my happiness is burning like a never ending flame,
my soul is free and i feel so alive,
and there is no-one here to tell me,
no-one to dictate,
no-one to irritate,
to play me around,
I'm so free,
and I'm finally...
happy
Congratulations. Some of us are striving for it. Well composed. t x
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4/17/2024 10:57:53 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Emily, happiness is something we all strive for. Some find it in small doses, others in larger doses. No matter whether it is small or large, protect it. Another lovely poem. Thank you for sharing it. David