Dear Happiness,
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."
15 comments:
Oh this is sad.You can be happy at whatever age The world is immersed in so much toxicity and negativity I agree it is difficult sometimes.The secret is to try to not live amongst it and be infected by it.
I guess that if you want to be chased by happiness you'll have to put away the cage. What a neat and unique poem, tied together by a daisy! I think you did see happiness today and captured enough of it to pass it on.
irresistible way of describing this illusive ephemeral butterfly concept of happiness.
The moment that you look for it, it evaporates, and waits to surprise you. A cage? Not going to work, is it?
ah but it will find you when you least expect it....happiness is much different as an adult than a kid...back to school here today...until next summer
judith... how beautiful is the memory of your childhood... i remember painting my nails for the first time... they looked horrible but i really enjoyed myself!! thank you for reminding me that!! :)
Love the personification...Happiness is just that...how beautifully you've captivated Her...
Your poetry Judy is a huge contribution to the world of poetry. Your promise is that happiness has caught up to you. Embrace your day with gladness for you are closer than ever before. I love you dear!
This is poignant and resonates with me.....some weeks it is harder to grasp the happiness that is near at hand.....
exploring by the seashore alwasy makes me happy
fear of happiness
Beautiful, slightly sad and relatable.
Aww. I felt that puff of a breeze teasing with me in your poem playing "catch me if you can..."
I love daisies, I love summer and I loved your poem, Judith.
It's wonderful you are writing again ...
Blessings to you ...
Lovely, lovely poem and those last two lines - exquisite
Oh if it chased us...thought provoking and sweet Judith!
powerful.
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