Happiness
I share my happiness in little pieces

I’m always afraid to be too happy
I treat my happiness as a guest
Without much intimacy.
I know that my happiness
Always brings its suitacase packed.
However, I wear my best outfit
I put fresh flowers on the table
I make poems and that’s it.
But if my happiness wants
I let it flap
As I lovingly let a little bird fly.
I share my happiness in little pieces
And when it leaves
I always have a spare dose with me
That miraculously
Lasts forever.
