Happiness

Are you happy, 
you ask 
the question drifts away 
on the breeze 
of your arms waving goodbye 
before I can answer

Long after you are gone
I ponder, what is happiness?
Is it what I feel when I glimpse 
a fluffy white wisp floating 
in the bright blue above
the dimple in a fat little cheek
lilting music of raindrops
pattering on leaves
aroma of baking
floating on the air

Was it how I felt
when my senses 
thrilled to your touch
or my heart sped up 
to meet your voice
When I could say I love you
knowing you would say it to me too

If you had paused to listen,
I would have said,
I’m not unhappy
Would you have taken it to mean
the same as being happy?

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