Happiness is a labor,

A state of being

To be worked up, out.

It is pursued, not bestowed.

By JB Morris- Poems, Prose, and Possibilities- mostly about life, sometimes about God, with brief interludes concerning shoe addiction.

Toss a Coin into the Poet’s Cap

Donations are accepted to defray site costs. For publishing details, contact juliebmorris@obscurewritings.com

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