Happiness is a timebomb it goes a tick-tock tick-tock boom
One minute your all a flutter
Then thunderstorm, doom and gloom
Your joy can be stripped away like the shirt upon your back
Then it's all danger eyes
Attack! Attack! Attack!
You can have a beaming smile spanning from cheek to cheek
But then you hear some awful news and whoosh there goes your week
The only remedy I have to cure the returning glum
Is find yourself the warmth of a special loved one
They can give you a shoulder to cry on
They can wipe away those knives
They can reset the clocks batteries
They. Can change your lives
So the only way to detonate this so called happiness bomb
Is to hold on dearly to the loving special one
Mar 24, 2013
Mar 24, 2013 at 8:57 PM UTC
Happiness is a timebomb it goes a tick-tock tick-tock boom
One minute your all a flutter
Then thunderstorm, doom and gloom
Your joy can be stripped away like the shirt upon your back
Then it's all danger eyes
Attack! Attack! Attack!
You can have a beaming smile spanning from cheek to cheek
But then you hear some awful news and whoosh there goes your week
The only remedy I have to cure the returning glum
Is find yourself the warmth of a special loved one
They can give you a shoulder to cry on
They can wipe away those knives
They can reset the clocks batteries
They. Can change your lives
So the only way to detonate this so called happiness bomb
Is to hold on dearly to the loving special one
Written on 27/09/12 by Josh Morter ©
Another poem found in a pile of my scrawling's this one had a date at least.