Happiness

            Happiness

In blooms adorned, a scene beyond compare.
Happiness, a thread on glass, a delicate trace,
In cobweb's grasp, a moment's gentle embrace.

Happiness, the tranquil sky above,
And mother's arms, cradling with love,
Upon Red Square, a child's joyous grin,
Captured by father's lens, a memory within.

In family albums, these moments reside,
In laughter and love, happiness does abide.
Not in wealth or fame does true joy lie,
But in simple moments, beneath the sky.

       By Vladmir Angelblazer, Canada, 25/03/2024


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