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Fleeting Joy
August 3, 2013
I flit from place to place,
Being revealed in each person’s face.
When Christmas is in town, I am too,
I follow all the holidays-and usually appear in you.
When death befalls, I disappear,
But I will be back to whisper in your ear.
The party truly doesn’t start ‘till I walk in,
Otherwise it’s just dinner amid much din.
I touch those hearts that need me most,
And those who never feel me are nearly a ghost.
Hope, happiness, and laughter are all parts of me-
Since good things come in groups of three.
© Meena K., Groton, MA
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