Being a Happy Soul

I forgot how it felt being a happy soul soaring above clouds and look down with wander, not being a bit afraid to fall: that's how it feels holding you again! Sadness can break strong hearts in two, happiness is found in those eyes that charm and woo; boy, give her all she needs to survive... boy, breath and heartbeat can help her to stay alive! I recall a time when all was a joyful loud laughter... chasing pretty butterflies in golden cornfields, and falling down I kissed you, adorable princess; suddenly, you wanted more and squeezed me tighter! I forgot how it felt being a happy soul soaring up without any wings and explore the unknown; we can relive that innocent time and roll on the sun-lit grass with a wide smile to greet the dawn! Written on 4/16/2017