Happiness
A hand-knitted shawl -
The gift that gives twice over...
With warmth and with love.
In the spring of joy,
she left this heart hanging still
my soul runs rabid,
snaps at its own bleeding heels,
and barks: "What is happiness?”
Once more as I wait
for you, night and icy wind
melt into cold rain.
Copyright © Flames 777 | Year Posted 2011
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