My Teddy

Dear Teddy, I was once told to write a happy poem, just to know how it feels like, unfortunately i failed the task. but today sitting on other side of the road watching a pregnant woman walking with delightful face knowing that there is another joy coming on the way, happy couple walking down the road, telling romantic stories even shake-spear would never think of , cheerful mother with her children blowing bubble wand all over the blue sky , an old man with a red hat sitting at the bench on park reminiscing his old life in this torrid weather of Magdas thats when i realize that my world was so shielded with loneliness, seeing how happy people where made me rethink the definition of happiness , thats happiness is found within and not from outside , we are to focussed on finding the things that make us happy instead of appreciating small things that makes us happy, just now i am happy than i ever was knowing that even without anything you can still be happy, ~T