Have you held happiness in your palm..forgetting all else
Or have you chased it relentless like it was a furtive butterfly in a flighty path, elusive to all..
Do sit, ever so still...So happiness may grace her presence, a moment or less..
She is a truant mistress, who will call you to her bidding...her beck and call..
To submit to happiness is to wait for her...patient for her gentle mercy...
Beg her, plead or call in anger and she shall ignore your every call .
Wait for her, and she shall come to you, unbidden...
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