If Not For Happiness

What have I worked if not for happiness

What was the point of all my tears if not for peace

Why bother with anything so fickle

If grief is all it gives you

Why give myself the stomach ache of worry

If it isn’t for a fear of losing my happiness

Why would we try

If it wasn’t to find some resemblance of joy

Everything I do is to keep some sense of happiness

Intact for me to hold to when its all gone

Elizabeth Almeida ©2021

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