Based on a poem from Alicia Ostriker, Link Here
Happiness comes
from a bright sun
dropping its sunbeams
onto new green grass
creating a luscious lawn
Happiness comes
from watching the fruits
of autumns labours
drop softly to the ground
Happiness comes
from the sight of the colours
of tulips you planted in the garden
last summer – saying hello
Happiness comes
from a special friend
chasing butterflies
and a ball of wool
Inkdrop is freelance writer with a passion for exploring the intersections between nature, architecture, and artistic expression. With a background in computing, and writing – his pen name harks back to when he played around with rhymes and a fountain pen. Now joined by a selection of created photos from an acquired DSLR camera He shares insights with scribblers of all backgrounds. Outside of visiting museums and exploring the latest in exhibits , he enjoys walking through the countryside in pursuit of the next rainbow.
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