i felt like a little
poetry tonight
so went to the market
to buy some.
but there was nothing
in the flavour
that i wanted.
they were either too sweet
or too sour
or too bitter.
nothing
that perfectly matched
my longing.
so came home
and made some
that felt
just right.
it is the same, i think,
with happiness.
1 comment:
it is the same, I think, with happiness…and life. and light.
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