A Happy Poem

by talltrees5

Summary:

A prose poem about how I used to think.

Notes:

I have always struggled with having healthy relationships. This is me beginning to deal with that and since I have nowhere else to publish anything, the internet can have this.

A piece
well-written
well-played
well-performed
and she is smiling.

A head that does not ache
a back that does not complain
eyes that do not burn with fatigue
toes that are not cold
and she is smiling.

An empty mind
an empty heart
an empty soul
a pair of empty eyes
and she is smiling.

Series this work belongs to:

• Part 1 of Train tickets and other objects of note