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Happiness is elusive and hard to find.
It's mostly with someone else, time after time.
I search endlessly, in many ways.
If it comes, it goes, it seldom stays.
I often dream happiness will come, one day.
But it rarely makes it, leaving me to pray.
Pain and suffering seem to never end.
I wait for happy times to begin.
What should I ask of the Mighty One,
When happiness finds no place in my life?
Should I cry out louder and holler for some
Miracle to spring swiftly within my sight?
OH! My happiness! Where are you now?
I long to claim and hold you, somehow.

c Copyright 2006 Zishan Evans

By zishane

© 2011 zishane (All rights reserved)


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