You know, we can ask for it-
and beg and plead,
but sometimes,
happiness wants to play
tag, and sometimes,
“you’re about to be ‘it,‘”
(and you don’t
even know it,)
until your eating your
granola snack behind
your favorite tree
at your
cousin’s house,
on a wicked hot
summer afternoon,
slurping up your
favorite, grape drink,
only to get startled a little bit
when happiness sneaks up,
tosses out a
💦 water balloon 🎈and says,
“bet you can’t catch me!”
and before you know it,
‘you’re it,’ 🏃
again.
✊
Ka Malana c. 2019
Fiesta Estrellas 
Haha I like your fun description of how this chase feels like!
Thank you, my friend 🙂
Love this. Fabulous!
Thank you, Alethea!
You’re welcome 🙂
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such exuberance
of an overjoyed child!
may it continue being
so, daily, dear mom 🙂
Yes, how sometimes it is like a game, and we don’t even realize we’ve been playing it, until we find the delight. Thank you, David
Hello beautiful! Makes me smile really big…I can feel your “child”-like exuberance!
Sweet blessings, my friend. Enjoy it every day😁💜☀️🌻
I’m glad that you enjoyed this poem! It pleased me to know that it made you smile.
(You ALWAYS make me smile!!! <3)
Ah! Wonderful Lorrie! 😃
Sweet blessings to you dear Ka! 💜 I’m certain life is showing you miracles! 😊
Thank you my dear Lorrie!! Many sweet blessings to you too 💕
You’ve captured that spontaneity and exuberance of happiness so beautifully. May it sneak up and surprise each of us today.
Thank you very much for your kind words about my poem. Wishing and blessings for all.
I love how you described the friendly chase of a carefree game of tag. When one plays with happiness, there is rarely anything but sunshine and roses.
Truly felt dear Ka… here’s to feeling many more occasions. Love Barbara x