Being Happy..♥
The irony of living is when
A life of magic sometimes goes tragic,
And calls for the heart to gracefully survive
The fate of a bull’s-eye on target.
Being happy - the highest ideal
Sometimes as effortless as the flow of a river
Sometimes as trying as a stubborn donkey
But always a quest worth striving for
Amazing graces of the true joys
Lie in the virtues of character
A heart with holes made whole
When life and love are shared,
With all who are in need
Of sweet sounds of happiness,
Heard even by the deaf
And caressing strokes of kind words,
Felt even by the leper.
Shine the light called love
That shines brighter when reflected
From all corners of the world.
** glenda **
