"NO CRABBY ZONE"
I wish happiness were the honey
That sweetened the yogurt of my day.
I wish laughter were the lemon
That sprinkled every breath with zest.
I wish joy were my jam
The confiture – not the conflict-ure - on my toast.
I long to be one of those people who
Smile
I long to be one of those people who
Float
For no reason
24/seven, 360 bliss
No matter the season - this
Is my wish.
I know a dab of rose oil
Will uncoil my glow.
I know a beat of downdog
Will unclog my flow.
I know some honey from my honey
Aka a quickie - will do the trickie.
But do I go
To these go-to’s?
I confess – no.
Sadly, I choose
To tee up another
Espresso.
