Happiness Lost

“It isn’t having that makes you happy”,

Said the man who had everything,

But what would he know,

Would he be so happy to have had,

Then lost it all?

Or would it be happiness lost?

Happiness is not numerical nor statistical,

It is transient and ethereal,

A whisper or a hug,

Not a meal,

It is knowing that someone will stand behind you,

Or between you and trouble,

It doesn’t defeat a problem,

But it sure kicks it down and hard,

Tears of joy are as salty as those of woe,

Happiness lost, but can be found.

Happiness needs nurturing, it can be delicate too,

Like walking a tightrope, it isn’t as easy as it looks,

Until you try.