Happy Days

These are happy days

Blissful days

Days of peace and contentment

Of morning walks along the river

And evening calls of smoky silk

 

These are happy days

Wishful days

Days of dreams and possibilities

Of young love in the bud of spring

And a writer’s life unfurling

 

I know it was not always so

These days of birds and squirrels

But at least for today

(And today is enough)

These are happy days

 

These are happy days

Artful days

Days of painting and poetry

Of tracing the contours of beauty

And learning the art of being playful again

 

These are happy days

Drifting days

Days of freedom and discovery

Of travelling to new and exotic lands

And seeing home with new eyes

 

I know I have shared with another

These days of texting and kisses

So at least through the winter

(And now spring is here)

These are happy days

 

These are happy days

Braided days

Days of comfort and intimacy

Of weaving the threads of family

And starting on a brand new tapestry

 

These are happy days

Sunshine days

Days of writing and reflecting

Of reaching for the heights of lofty spires

And flowing in the slipstream of synchronised rowers

 

I know they will not last

These days of smiles and sighing

But at least for now

(And now is all there is)

These are happy days

 

 

Copyright 2008

 

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