Is It Fleeting?
People think of being happy and even think they are.
But are they?
Do they even know what happy is?
I have doubts that even the most enlightened would truly know.
Yet if I were to take a guess,
It isn’t and never will be constant.
But it might have been that one moment,
You know the one,
It was right before
Everything lovely disappeared…again.
Copyright © Hannah Cherry | Year Posted 2023
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