To be happy
oh what a wonderful thought
I suppose we all are
in our own special way.
Is it riding in a car
on a glorious Sunday afternoon.
Leather driving gloves
creaking in the midday sun?
Walking endless miles
at the golf club
dodging clumps
scoring a hole in one.
Holding your grandchild
for the very first time.
A new life cradled in your arms
your own little grandson.
Or is it knowing in your heart
you have all you can wish for.
And to be happy with that
no more just what you have.
Happiness means everything.