Happiness

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    Happiness

    The toothless smile

    Small and cuddling in my arms

    Smiling back saying sweet nothings

    His eyes looking at my face

    While I try to gauge his feelings

    Nothing expected

    Nothing desired

    Yet smiling at me while waving his small arms around

    Asking me to embrace him

    My eyes light up when I see him

    The sudden smiles he spreads

    Such trust, such bond

    Nothing asked

    Nothing desired

    It is a pleasure

    Watching my son

    Bundle of my joy and happiness.

     

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    RHPeat commented on Happiness

    02-21-2011

    The magic of the joy within a child. Uplifting is not saying enough. Ecstatic is getting close. But that joy and marvel mixed into one experience is unexplainable. It is the moment, even the loving father feels too much separation each day from the arrival into the world. a poet friend//RH Peat
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    shallenemcgrath commented on Happiness

    02-02-2011

    Shrin!!!! I love this poem. I am so glad that I get to see your writing! You have created a lot of "Happiness" in me tonight.
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    Rhymer commented on Happiness

    01-29-2011

    Nothing else so small can capture our hearts so quickly. 10 from me.
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    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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