Bliss

a poem by Jayati

Happiness?
You are born, the first rays of sun strike you
To know Mama-that she’s there to provide warmth, protect you.
Papa comes home with a slab of chocolate and bubble gum
Beautiful times shared with siblings, close knit own.
Fall in love, the first time,
See your lover back to you return,
Work hard, share the fruits of labour,
With your loved ones.
That you are sad and it ends.
Happiness to feel secured.
Where can you find?
Surely in God no doubt!