HappinessA Poem by D. MansfieldHappiness Do you remember real happiness, can you conjure it up? All the wonder and joy of it, you wish that it had stuck, Away it drifted, like cottonwood seed, with the warm summer air. Off to that place in the distance, like it didn't, have a care. You have tried to coax and
summon it, all around for it, you
have sought. Now you understand
that happiness, can’t be summoned, Conjured, or bought. © 2024 D. MansfieldReviews
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3 Reviews Added on August 8, 2024 Last Updated on September 11, 2024 AuthorD. MansfieldMOAboutMark Twain, Sun Tzu, Hunter S. Thompson, John Steinbeck, the Viet Nam war on the nightly news, Smoking Joe Frazier, The Pittsburg Steelers 1970's, Thin Lizzy, Deep Purple "machine head", Steve Mi.. more..Writing
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