by toni cheyanna atwell
(prarie village kansas )
happiness
happiness is black like the night sky,
dark and silent walking on the prairie,
then dancing around without a sound,
the flowers blooming white hearing the sound of
laughter,
picking up the white rose and smelling it,
wondering in the dark alone not knowing where the
light is,
now seeing the light walking towards it,
happiness is there wherever it goes.
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