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Elective2 Poem
Elective2 Poem
Cajes
Fancy felicity may be But another millisecond shall make you see Its the everywhere-seen myrtles The wind that whispers; a bell that tinkles
Gaiety cordially thrives as it may In a jaunt back home after a toilsome day Bounteous acts, exuberant scenery fill the way Lifes a kaleidoscope no black, nor gray
A babys breath so gentle and mild Jovial innocence that of a child Tossing waves that shy the bitter crumb Methinks no hurdles higher than a thumb
But the quest for joy, as well, is pure Never to harm others for personal lure Neither should one to guile succumb; and utter Oh Dozing Happiness! From parlous pain make me numb
Laughter, a panacea for travail as we claim But futile it is with remorse and disdain Happiness, whether or not; it pays to be wise Suffocating sweetness is nothing but a guise