and effervesces sunshine out of rain ?
What hops and skips beyond olympic games
and soars above the bar of petty blames ?
What laughs at nothing from the joy within
and dares your patience with a cheeky grin ?
What turns your January into June
and yet collapses like a burst balloon
when angry words must chide then very soon
can re-inflate itself just like before
and dance in triumph on the kitchen floor ?
What lies angelic in its night-time rest
and makes your quiet evenings doubly blessed ?
What else but happiness of children fires your days
into a glow that warms so many ways ?
No comments:
Post a Comment