Sunday 23 January 2011

The awe of happiness.



It’s not all about

Rapture

Banquets, Champagne

and Caviar.


It’s the strangers

Smile on the subway.


The luxury of

buttered toast

steaming coffee

and a three bar fire.

1 comment:

Sanctity said...

gives me a "warm and fuzzy feeling" I love short poems.

Sana