Wednesday, March 23, 2005

The Happiness Content-Page

gloomy, foggy days are over..
what was left at a standstill..
pleasantly sweetened by the admittance of a stranger..
cute little nervous hand-gestures..
fond smiles followed by what was hugs..
a trickle of sweat above his brow..
the flicker of mischief across his eyes..

the days of longing and hoping are over..
always waiting to be swept away on a white horse..
but instead, a magnificent unicorn in its place..
never-ending gentle music to the ears..
little pink and yellow stars in the sky..
a place of purple sunsets and rainbows..
where rose fairies partake in the dance of dawn..