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Happiness

Nobody expects it, will it happen?

Happiness.

The world is a mess.

There are words, joy and infinity.

They mean a lot to me.

In fact, the lot.

They’re all I’ve got.

I have not got a lot.

When will they come, if ever?

I am hoping, not never.

Or hardly ever.

Music is a sign.

Do not waste time.

Enjoy what is here to enjoy.

Play with your toy.

This poem is simple.

A baby’s dimple.

Tich Ennis

13th October, 2016

 

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