Happiness

My smile and yours; the upturned corners of a mouth I know so well.

The colour of the sky when the night before was long, 

Never-ending, memorable, and  perfect. 

When the phone rings and it’s my mom. 

The smell of my house: poignant and piercing,

It welcomes me home. 

Meaningful words from poets I feel like I knew. 

Happiness. 

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