Tuesday, April 14, 2009

Happy Days

How happy are the days we spend
A blissful retreat that never ends
The hours floating like great, blue skies
The memories which ties and binds
And hope that rises like a spring
And beckons both our lips to sing
One chapter ends, another opens
Our greatest adventures are never spoken

8 comments:

Brosreview said...

Lovely!!! "And hope that rises like a spring
And beckons both our lips to sing" - these lines are colourful!!! Keep writing!!!

septembermom said...

From my blog post today, you know how much I need to think about happy days!! Thank you for this pick me up poem:) I need that "blissful retreat". Thanks for your kind words on my blog.

workerv said...

This it is so exciting! You really measure
up! I am almost looking over your shoulders, just waiting for your next posting. Luv it!

Pradeep Bhatt said...

brill...so soft humble and true

C Will said...

This is just lovely it makes me feel wonderful!!Thank you for this and so much more!!:)

Captain Esc said...

Wow, that was really sweet. Put a smile on my face :).

Kilauea Poetry said...

"And hope that rises like a spring
And beckons both our lips to sing
One chapter ends, another opens"..this speaks to me today. It's been a series of events? You could say close to a storm -where everything seems to lash at you...but then prayer..and hope cause you don't have to stare at the darkness. Nice one!

Pretty Me!! said...

it flows like a song ... and i sang along !!