“someone asked me”
if i were happy
and i said “yes”
because
at that moment
i was
i didn’t say that
i am always happy
but they smiled as if
they thought i meant
always
what a crock
for anyone to believe
that one could possibly be
happy all of the time
the losses we know
the disappointments we know
the anger we know
life we know
is a string of experiences
and sometimes we are sliding
down the string
and sometimes
we are climbing
up the string
and sometimes
we are happy
by Sandra McCafferty
Bio: Sandra McCafferty, a retired teacher and realtor, is a ten-year resident of Seattle.
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