I think I saw you today.
Yes, I'm sure it was you.
You fluttered near the cage
I had prepared for you.
I briefly touched you,
And then the wind carried you
Just beyond my fingertips.
My old friend Happiness,
When I was young,
We walked side-by-side, you and I.
We explored the seashore,
Noticed sparkling pebbles in the tide pools,
Painted my nails for the first time,
And celebrated the last daisy of summer.
Do you remember?
I should know better than to chase you.
I just wish you would chase me.
© Judith C Evans 2014
Shared with Poets United Midweek Motif. This week's prompt is "happiness."