Happiness Is

Happiness is,
Is a warm blanket on cold and sickly nights.
A quiet walk down monochromatic streets.
A sentence, finely ‘structed.

It is a moment jointly shared,
A path rarely taken.

It is indelible, irreducible, unpredictable.
Beauty imbued.

Comments

  1. Erik - October 17, 2013 @ 16:30

    …Marineland.

  2. Allen George - October 18, 2013 @ 09:26

    No one loves Marineland :)

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