A glass, half full
Slides down the wooden surface
and sits comfortably in your hand.
A new glint in your eye,
as the jazz band plays
and the old patron snuffs out another cigarette
Something like hope it seems.
A new urge to fulfill the pursuit of happiness,
funny that it was born in such an unsuspecting place.
I guess it's true what they say about clouds and silver linings,
just a shame it had to wait till now.
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