Happiness Of Life Poem by Val Brooklyn Rogers

Waiting in the wings of life,
There are PLEASURES.
A collection of victories.
EXISTANCES within life SUPREME.

FELICITY spilling over.
Eclipsing subtle ideas.
Searching everywhere for happy.
Anywhere happiness Could be.
Could it be within the

MONOTONY of frequent patterns?
In the scheme of things.
A glitch in the GROOVE.
still I move.

With conviction AND CONSTITUTION
IT can be fixed.
There, within the glitch is HAPPINESS.

THE PROMISE OF miracle SCHEMES AND THEMES
A security of SOBRIETY.
Assured of LIFE'S CREAM
Fresh BREATH of the HAPPY MACHINE
Look it is the SHIMMERING of life.

I have to gather myself COMPLETE, I grow.
Passed the MIDNIGHT GLOW.
Happiness is HAPPENING. and I HOLLER
Hello.
I hear the echoes of every LUCID dream.
Every quiet theme, also secret SCHEME.

HAUL THE HAPPY down the hall.
Reminiscing about the TIMES
Never missing the PRIME
Observation is KEY.
PROGRESSION no regression

All precautions must be taken.
Forge ahead steps must not be FORSAKEN
There's the happy now.
It persist in every hall.
Down the pathways of prosperity

I hear CELEBRATIONS HOLLERING INTO THE break
Of day. I captured the DAWN IN my Palm
Then release it again.
I am the happiest I have ever been
A quiet diet of DEEP SERENE