True Happiness

I wrote this poem for class in September and it came to mind the other day. The requirement of the poem was that it be a riddle…I’ve given the answer in the blog title, so enjoy without the pressure of solving it!

Purposely Hokey

A sunny Saturday afternoon

Church letting out right at noon

“Remember when we saw the man in the moon?”

That first school dance when she made you swoon

These are all me…

A blissful day at the big state fair

Letting the wind whip all through your hair

As you speed down the dirt road on a dare

The windows down, without a care

These are all me…

Laughing with each other until we cry

Too old to change, too young to die

Everything’ll be alright in the by and by.

The unabashed truth—no need to lie

These are all me…

Syrupy fountain Coke from a football game

The radio blaring that song “A Horse With No Name”

Riding from Scotland to Wales on a fancy train

The fleeting moments when we both feel the same

These are all me…

I am not stocks & bonds or millions to boot.

The clothes one wears—who gives a hoot?

Boozing & drugs; no, those aren’t astute.

Any other examples would just be moot.

These are not at all me. Period.

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