Gazing out of the glass window
in a home
that's finally, mine.
Peace at last;
creeping in,
slowly but inexorably,
longed for, in time
which made my bones ache,
with weariness.
All mine, all mine.
A dream of solitude,
of life which is full
of new and old possibilities.
All mine, all mine.
Happiness,
in all its glory,
brief but savoured,
for all the pleasure
that can be had.
Content, yes I am.
Free, to feel,
the ache of new love,
to laugh, to run
across a heath,
heady is this taste
of freedom.
Ached for, longed for.
Those dark days
are over, are done.
Here I stand.
The wind in my face.
Looking forward,glancing behind.
This rain of joy,
slamming in as I turn
to run, run, run.
These bright days of summer.
This heated sun in my heart.
The warmth in my soul.
as I shine, I glow.
Happy, I am happy.