Happiness

Happiness 

                          Feelings of being as one, being loved, at peace – happiness
                                      is locked within and can only leave the nest
                                   by one’s own hand, by the hands of you and me.

                                                Another may only be a key,
                                    by which we, set our feelings, our selves free
                                        to know the joys of happiness and glee 

                                                        B.  J. “A” 2
                                                 January 27th, 2013
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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January 27, 2013 at 8:18 PM
Hello William, i love happiness and glee.. everyone should be with both.. Hope the feelings you set free, was for good reason... good rhyme... PD
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January 28, 2013 at 4:29 PM
As always Linda, ( Poet Destroyer A ), I am indebted to you for your faithful following of my stuff and
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January 28, 2013 at 4:28 PM
it is obvious that you have a wisdom and knowledge that I can not ignore and have to accept your praise with humble gratitude and believe that I might just have something .
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January 28, 2013 at 4:28 PM
all the compliment about the quality of my ledge abilities and when one observers the sheer numbers of your followers,
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January 28, 2013 at 4:28 PM
As always Linda, ( Poet Destroyer A ), I am indebted to you for your faithful following of my stuff and
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January 28, 2013 at 4:27 PM
Oh yes Linda, the feelings set free where for a very good reason – to know it was possible to be able to love again,
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January 28, 2013 at 4:27 PM
Time does lessen the pain and grieving over the loss will decay and the light of all that was good will shine upon the next path you choose to traverse .
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January 28, 2013 at 4:27 PM
I am truly sorry Linda, to read that fate, circumstance, the will of another has taken you out of the light and put you into the darkness of doubt and nightly fear.
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January 28, 2013 at 4:26 PM
to be able to express it, to feel it, to be able to give one’s all to another, even if that all, lasts but for one fleeting moment for the one given to and a life time for you .
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January 28, 2013 at 4:25 PM
Of coarse we have many, many boxes that are deceptively wrapped in a beautiful veneer that attempts
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January 28, 2013 at 4:25 PM
A box is just that Linda, a box, but once you put labels on it ( those labels are not but one’s expectations ) then the box becomes something other then it was.
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