Oh!


Oh! oh to be happy
one place -still
guard the flower, unfolding.

Oh! the happy
free as the wind doth blow,
accepts reality -thorns and all.

Oh! to be happy
stumbling shadow of insecurity,
wears the stem of pain.

Oh! oh the happy
beauty befalls the desirous
expressing gratitude’s aid.

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