A level of happiness that’s not normally there
Like anything good might just happen – a certain ‘laissez faire’?
A lack of control without the tearful panic
A bizarre ‘je ne sais pas’ left behind, so not to question it.
I’m sure the sun helps, the blue and the bright
More uplifting than the grey and the cold and night
But the test is when you wake to the clouds and the rain
And the happy bubbles are still there again and again
It’s not that you are not capable of being happy on your own
Or that something was missing that you felt you should own
Just that sometimes a little help is sought
To find perspective, calm and a new train of thought.
Copyright © Oct 2014 Jenny Elizabeth Preston
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