Rotating Happiness

The tiniest fractions of rewards

make my day.  Thin out the gray.

That breeze, that deep chocolate chip crumb on my mouth,

those laughs,

that vibrant feeling that only exists in movies and dreams.

OOoh, that sensation that fuels excitement and liberation

has made me sigh in spiritual ecstasy as it enters inside me.

Although a crack of a smile resides,

an erotic and playful nature is felt inside.

If it's possible for me to have this day,

why not let it be possible for

     the single mothers on welfare, or

     the dealer who just got home from church, or

     the 15-year-old who sheds continuous tears for her lost and still draining innocence?

 

They will have my day

As I will share theirs again and again.

 

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