A Trickle Of Happiness Poem by Andy Basore

For you, I give a smile,
and hope that once in awhile
you might turn your face my way,
and give me a trickle of happiness.

Only the slight grin you flash,
and so sad I am when it's pass
but I always know that tomorrow
will bring another trickle of happiness.

For I know that through the winter comes the birds
to sing of sweet melodic words
to express how the small flowers
grant them that trickle of happiness.