Connie Moore Poet Rhyme

The Happy Tree

The Happy Tree

I'd like to Think My Presence Here
Is Important to Someone
To Think a Single Soul
Would Miss Me When I'm Gone

I Haven't Always Lived My Life
In Pain and Agony
There Was a Time Not Long Ago
When I Touched the Happy Tree

It Was a Tree So Pretty
With Fruits of Every Kind
It Had the Best Life Had to Give
It Had All You’d Ever Hope To Find

The Two Main Things I Noticed
Were Love and Happiness
But They Were up too High
I Can't Climb That High I Guess

Once I Almost Reached Them
And Life Became So Grand
But They Pulled Away from Me
All They Did Was Touch My Hand

But for just a Precious Moment
I glimpsed What Life Could Be
It Was Too Far out of Reach
 But  I Touched the Happy Tree!


Connie Moore
July 28, 1992

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