Happiness is sacred.
The assasin of sadness
and the beneficiary of love.
Mysterious, and the all being
relief of doubt.
When mind evolves gently
sunshine enters the soul
giving release to contentment
and then embracing with gratitude.
Sally Plumb
Beautiful title. May morning always warm the windows of your soul. You are a fine wordsmith. Kind wishes, Sandra
Happiness is sacred. a gift to all man kind and yet it seems so strange it seems so hard to find people say I'm blue and have a right to be but I've not seen it written....so happy I shall be......great way to start the day...John
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
SO true, a beautiful write, it brings happiness to read.
Thankyou, Heather, your comment is most welcome.