When Things Turn Groovy Poem by segun Johnson Ozique

Through telephone set in your hand
Beautiful news just popped into your text box
Took a while, a second reading to register
But then it did, leaving grinning engraved
On your face before an implosion of a woo bliss

Imagine no longer bothered by whatever
Before then the vagaries of the day
Where time, works and worries immediately get
Consigned, oblivion, subdued, caged and banished
What to do with yourself next you do not know

That is the reach; the apex state of optimum joyful burst
With delight and happiness unbounded, unmitigated
And all things around you sparkling in prettiness
As you drift into mind-boggling fairy-tale sails
Time and place whittled to glorious bloom
And nothing else matters but grace and praises
To make everyone who sees you ask, "what happened? "
And you answer, my child just gave birth to a gracious baby boy