Happiness eludes me when I crave or expect it
Happiness is mine when I neither want nor wait for it.
I cherish nothing but my love and gratitude that those dear to me exist.
Your loving me back is a gift
Unearned I lay no claim to it.
I'm happy that you love me
Without expectations of constancy.
But rejoice in the moments that we together be.
Here I am
And here you are
face to face
A veritable
Wilderness of memories
Overgrowing our living space
Where even the idiot box
Presents it blankness
With intelligence
Why
Won't you
Look at me?
My mom often said to me when I expressed teenage angst and discontent
Dont try to be happy dear try to be grateful.
I am content dear lord that for every pothole I stumble and fall into, there's always a willing pair of hands to help me up.
Sometimes they're my own, the precious pair that you gifted me.
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(c) Amrita Valan 2014
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