I Am Too Happy So Much Of The Time Poem by Shalom Freedman

I am too happy so much of the time
I am not prepared for the next bad surprise
Or the next realistic consideration
Or the turning to the sufferings of so many people I know
I am too happy so much of the time
I wonder if it is wrong
Yet when I consider my age and the time I have left
And the fact that my Happiness hurts no one
I ask ‘Why not? '
And yet
There is so much suffering and pain and fear and doubt
In this world
I wonder if it is right
And even fair
That I am so blessed by this happiness