there was an inkling
in the air
for those
in or out
of despair
to wake
decidedly different
to take on
a new
perspective
put on those old
rose colored glasses
the ones hidden
on the top shelf
in a box
time to view the world
in joyfulness
in colors
that may not be true
yet the hue
will shatter the doldrums
pick a pink daisy
don’t pull off the petals
in love or love nots
pick a few more
for they are better
when bunched in a vase
that sings
“ i want to be happy
but i won’t be happy
till i make you happy too”
now look who’s smiling