There,my happiness

locked in a cage

like a bird

that seeks freedom

to fly away

to a new world

free at last.

There,my happiness

blows in the wind

like torn pages

of a special book

that has words

written like a lullaby

soothing my soul

and healing a wound

that takes time to heal.

There,my happiness

dies like a rose

in a barren land

that has been drought

for years,many years

Now,hope is slowly fading away

for it has been dashed

Now I wonder

Will it ever come back?