Happiness is a sibling

who is similar enough

that you can understand

and different enough

to keep you interested.


Happiness is a photo album

showing random bits and

pieces of the past,

showing what has changed

and what has stayed the same.


Happiness is a baby –

a sibling,

or a stranger,

or both –

who smiles at you

with pure innocence

and unconditional love.


Happiness is a brand-new book

with crisp pages

filled with words made to measure,

waiting to be explored

begging to be devoured.


Happiness is a candle

that burns off your favorite scent,

bringing you back to a favorite time or place.


Happiness is cherishing the past,

relishing the present,

anticipating the future.