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why do I write why do I live why do I wake in the morning questioning why I exist don't you do it too sometimes and hey, doesn't every one question... happiness isn't the usual business of life its a part-time happening so you can appreciate it when it greets you when it sweeps you off your feet or slaps you in the face forcing you to wake up and appreciate your place in the big messed up world it doesn't need to be complicated sometimes it needs to be a choice it doesn't come with strings and things sometimes it is a voice you recognize telling you ah this is what it is like some reliable old friend happiness comes skipping up in Ked shoes to take your hand again so smile back when it happens grin wide like a ghoul and dance around like you once did adopt yourself as today's newest fool happiness is for grown-ups too and not just little kids giggle, snort, chortle, howl all are reactions stamped acceptable or simply sit in the sublime when happiness HITS its very good advice to sit back and take its blow every single sweetened bit.... LEGAL COPYRIGHT FOR THIS RANT/POEM DIRECTLY TO THE PAGE 10:01AM PST June 13 2018 TIME/DATE STAMPED AND ALSO FOR THIS WRITER/AUTHOR/POET MELISSA A HOWELLS AND ALSO FOR THIS LEGAL COPYRIGHTED SITE TITLE MELOO STRAIGHT FROM HER TILT-A-WORLD at time. Vote for this poem |
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