Thursday, April 19, 2012


His chair at school swivels,
and so does happiness
as it looks in all directions
and dares depression
to say its name.
No one is out of sight
of happiness
as it holds steady
and swings around
to see who needs it,
who's lost in sorrow,
who thinks she's seen
the last of happiness.

He swivels in his smooth chair
and sees happiness
in good health
going round and round
with its gifts.

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