HAPPINESS
Happiness is like a
crystal,
Fair and
exquisite and clear,
Broken in a million pieces,
Shattered, scattered far and near.
Now and then along life's
pathway,
Lo! Some
shining fragments fall;
But there are so many pieces
No one ever finds them all.
You may find a bit of
beauty,
Or an honest
share of wealth,
While
another just beside you
Gathers honor, love or health.
Vain to choose or grasp unduly,
Broken is the perfect
ball;
And there are so
many pieces
No one ever
finds them all.
Yet the wise as on they
journey
Treasure every
fragment clear,
Fit them
as they may together,
Imaging the shattered sphere,
Learning ever to be thankful,
Though their share of it is
small;
For it has so
many pieces
No one ever
finds them all.
By: Pricilla Leonard
