To people who have forgotten happiness

'Smile', is what everyone says

To convince themselves

That your sun hides just

an inch below the horizon

Waiting to shoot above into the sky

With vigour

And its only a matter of a sly smile

And you'll be back

To their meadows of dandelions and hay

And you know it

In your heart

The way up there

Isn't very long or exasperating

Its the 'getting up and ready' part

that's testing.

So, you give it a try

And another

And another

And you realize

There's a weight holding you down

Its tempting to shove it of

But the gravity is an old friend

you're not ready to leave.