Happiness is not meant to be

When I was young I never thought why?

Or what to be ?

Things just happen in perfect glee

And everything to see

Was in complete harmony

The small legs jumped free

And hands stretched to curiosity

I was too young to realize

that it won’t last for eternity

getting old is a responsibility

you won’t fight free

incarcerated by reality

happiness is sometimes not meant to be.

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