Happiness Is Shy
Thou canna call on happiness
It has’ta call on thee
There is no happiness in a glass
When through the bottom ye can see.
When happiness comes a knockin
If ye dinna let it in
Cos it may not be stopping
But that’s a grievous sin.
Happiness is shy my boy
You have t’a invite it through the door
Then ye can makes friends wi it
An sup happiness ever more.
© Mandy Tams 17/01/2013
Inspired by a Robbie Burns Poem 'A Bottle And a friend'
Copyright © Mandy Tams The Golden Girl | Year Posted 2013
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