08/28/19

Harking back to high school days, I
recall we silly girls making grand lists
surrounded by little hearts and flowers.
They went something like this:
Happiness is . . .
 . . . a new dress.
 . . . a kiss in the dark.
 . . . a day on the river.
And while those are a sweet memory,
it occurs to me that we adults would do
well to remind ourselves of similar ditties!
Happiness is . . .
 . . . a walk in the rain.
 . . . a lovely day with a friend.
 . . . a sunset with a lover.
I so lament losing sight of Happiness is . . .

pray do remind me
memories of yesteryear
a balm to my soul