Happiness This Way

This concept attacked in my waking hours, what is wrong with it?

~ ~ Happiness She put aside their happiness at some point in the viewing time was not changed the sun to find Now she has found that within nugget Small promise happiness appears like a small robin's egg and feeling her warmth touched cerulean He held it gently, tenderly She made a nest of ideas and dreams kept it warm Protected much damage, but briefly predators was almost a flicker nesting vultures swooped to take off in the end they nearly succeeded. Laughter and music ahead of her eyes opened cracks in state Shock As the egg split wide winged creature appeared frail and confused wet food dry quickly Wings this wonder Wonder what transformation would be learned to walk He learned to fly his happiness now higher and higher As she feeds will have everything she wants.

My thoughts are that something life altering, something that caused a great depression happened and that has found its way back. Has learned skills to use for be happy and how to use them to get on with life. While she uses these wonderful skills, as she says "feeds them" she will have a happy life. She has recovered. I think this is a beautiful poem and I see nothing wrong with that Very uplifting!

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