The Happy Poem

My happy, or not so happy poem.

The Happy Poem

It’s time to write a happy poem -

it’s sat on my back’s shelf for years.

I’m not sure I know how to do it -

(melancholy between my ears.)

Yet there is so much beauty in this world

so much to be grateful for - We:

Live alive

Survive thrive

Fly flee

Jump for jive

Die trying

I won’t be glad when I’m dead -

I’m happier than I’ve been in years!

I know how to show a defiant smile

Stretched taught beneath my fabric of fear.

This was my happy poem

so I think I’ll end it now

by telling you I feel like -

A lone honey bee returning home

her legs heavy and laden with pollen.

Reviews

[PoemWriter]

I really enjoyed reading this poem. It is about accepting and being content with life. :)

[Elisabeth Horan]

thank you so much! Yes, I feel like it is easy to get bogged down with how hard life can be - we have to be tough and put on brave faces sometimes. At least thats how I see it. Have a good day! :)

[KT-B]

I love your happy poem - life is a struggle but your right so much to be thankful for sometimes it's hard to see it but it's always there -I love the honey bee returning home at the end fabulous - well done

[Elisabeth Horan]

Thank you so much! I agree, something about honey bees speaks of resiliency and toughness despite hardship. I am always rooting for bees! :)

[KT-B]

aw that is so wonderful my dear mum always used to speak of the importance of bees, funny you should mention that when it is her 16th anniversary since passing and I always think of her when I see bees - thanks for sharing :)

[Elisabeth Horan]

how touching - your mum must have been wonderful - glad I could share on a meaningful day for you! take care

[KT-B]

She certainly was thanks again - best wishes