The Pursuit of HappinessA Poem by Donald Meikle
happiness is to be oblivious of pain.
Then again pain tells me I'm alive Happiness is to be alive to life. Then again some deeds of men disgust me Happiness is to be oblivious. Oblivion is not a goal Open that one The one with the frosted neck Happiness is a dream © 2008 Donald MeikleReviews
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2 Reviews Added on October 28, 2008 AuthorDonald MeikleHalifax, MAAboutLiverpool born,USNavy vet. Enjoying first marriage. three daughters, (two bathrooms) one until they left. (a tree that loves me) Poet thru geneology) Scot Irish. Living in New England more.. |

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