This one’s
seen happiness
beyond bliss
It squints
in happiness
like someone
exposed to
too much
bright sun
coming in
at an awkward
winter angle
What’s left
after so much
bliss?
– James Steerforth (© 2008)
Autobiographical note
Written not from an abundance of bliss, as one might think. More from a current shortage thereof.
This one’s marvelous, James, I must say. I’m sorry it’s not written because you are overwhelmed with happiness…:(