Happiness

I wanted to try writing a poem and I knew acrostic poems were fairly simple. Poetry has always been such a mystery to me because it just seems to come at you from nowhere and then make sense. So here is my attempt at answering what makes me think of happiness. This topic or theme sprung up because I watched a documentary the other night with my boyfriend on happiness. It researched what made us happy and how we determine true happiness. And then I thought about what makes me happy.

Having loved and being loved

Appreciating those simple moments

Photographs of memories

Pictures in your mind

Ice cream running down your mouth

Naps in the afternoon

Extraordinary moments in time

Sealed in a capsule

Stolen in time