HAPPINESS is sun and sand and
white foam on waves…
its freckles that tease you in the
mirror and twinkles in your eyes
its visiting your favourite coffee shop
and drinking tea from real dainty cups
JOY is sitting on the beach when the
sun rises and smelling the surf as it
rolls towards your toes…
it is looking in the mirror and finding
something beautiful there – an
appreciation of self…
it is drinking tea and feeling the hot
liquid sliding down your throat,
warming your heart to your surroundings
and knowing that you know that you know
that you know….
You are truly happy
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
With a pen like yours dearheart I dont think these things are ever that far away, mine are sunsets on distant shores hope yours is nice to-night 10 Chris