Lillian has challenged us to write a quadrille using “happiness” or some variation of it for this week’s dVerse prompt. I was going to go fun(ny) but somehow that didn’t work out like I planned. Gotta respect the muse, right?
Happiness cannot be found in bottles
doled out by another’s hand
It may feel lovely upon application
but it only reaches the surface
and fades until the next spray
Once we learn to find it from within
we realise we have an endless supply