Happiness

Happiness

Will it give rise do you think

like yeast to the warmth

a child’s sudden smile

as she walks with the ladybird

its wandering mile

the turn of the sunflower’s

summer bright eye

as he watches his namesake

dip below the horizon

the benediction

of a heat quenching breeze

lime green leafy dreams

deep asleep in a hammock

under the linden tree

where the swing waits patient

for his playmates to arrive

fresh from the heat

defeating schoolroom

soon closed for the summer

boisterous and alive

to the benison

of yesterday’s

sunlight

and innocence