Happiness

Dearest Readers,
Here's the poem I'm turning in tomorrow for my first creative writing assignment; tell me what you think!


Happiness

I bought a silk flower today,
tugged it out of the bouquet
packed into the white bucket
of the thrift store on 22nd.

It now catches sun in the window
of my apartment. I hope it’s happy
there, among the grime and dead
flies of another year that has gone
by without a breath of fresh air.

Maybe one day it will shake the dust
from its coral feathers - wake to see
that only the glass keeps it safe, confined
from the wind and earth and life
that sprouts outside the musty white
apartment where it now sits, just
waiting to be awakened.