Searching for more happiness in my life has been a life-long obsession.
A delusion trapped inside my mind.
An illusion of peace and perfection.
A joyous occasion set in a specific space and time.
It is the thoughts of better days that play back in my head.
Endless smiles that run from ear to ear.
In my quest for happiness I find myself repeating this journey year after year.
I draw closer to an age of forgetting all those memories filled with happier times.
I fear the day I can no longer recall and what doom will become.
A fleeting moment... Lost once more!
About the Creator
J.W. Baird
Who Am I?
I keep asking myself. I spent half of my life as a single mother. Pushing myself to be the strong independent individual that I have always been. My kids have grown and my life seems turned upside down.
I now search to find myself!
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