Sunday, 11 August 2013

Thinking of all the things I think will make me happy
But what if one day
By a swift move of some fairy godmother’s wand
Or some blessing
Or by sheer hard work
I do get all of it
And what if it doesn’t make me as happy
As I thought it would?

What if all the people and places and pictures
Can’t destroy the fire burning my soul
And what if all the music and dancing
Doesn’t tire me at all
And what if I keep looking for
A place called home?

What if I tell myself
That the true days of joy are somewhere ahead
And for now not laugh a lot
And what if in reality
Maybe the time to be happy
Is now?