If happiness were a simple thing
As they'd say,
"Catch a little birdie before
It flew away"
I'd be living in the trees to catch them
Everyday--
Too long above the world below
The dirt, the mirth and roots that grow
Forgotten then for how we came to
kiss: the sun, the sky, the clouds to know.
Jan 13, 2019
Jan 13, 2019 at 1:52 PM UTC
If happiness were a simple thing
As they'd say,
"Catch a little birdie before
It flew away"
I'd be living in the trees to catch them
Everyday--
Too long above the world below
The dirt, the mirth and roots that grow
Forgotten then for how we came to
kiss: the sun, the sky, the clouds to know.