
Bubbles of pure joy prove the hardest to find
In the recesses of volatile mem’ry,
Displaced by the perception of importance —
Meaning is newspapered to show the tawdry.
We fall sway to the temptation of being
Faster, stronger and happier than we are;
Yet, it is the present that reveals the one
Reflection that fickle mem’ry cannot mar.
One cannot bottle happiness, P're, for it is meant to be shared to be meaningful. The purity of a child's bliss is meant to remind us of the innocence we once had and to coax from us a nurturing spirit so as to prepare a child when it is time to grow.
ReplyDeleteGreat job on the verse, P're.