She always laughed when she saw me.
My play niece.
She laughs.
It took me a while to realize.
She laughed because smiling just wasn't enough.
YOU ARE READING
Finding Joy
PoetryI never spent time seeking joy. I only spent time making a bed comfortable enough in sadness to bare it. Now, I'll see and work at finding joy. This is a continuation of "We Are the Normal Ones: Memoirs of a Fallen Human".
M. Mouse
She always laughed when she saw me.
My play niece.
She laughs.
It took me a while to realize.
She laughed because smiling just wasn't enough.
