Happiness can never
Be given and
It can never
Be taken happiness
Can only ever
Be found but
Not out there
With someone or
At some place
Or during some
Time or another
Happiness can be
Shared with others
But it’s never
Theirs to keep
Until that is
They find theirs
Inside of themselves
Okay we shared
Something maybe lots
Of some things
We dined upon
The table that
We are tasted
The forbidden fruits
And they were
Succulent and delicious
And deeply satisfying
And when finished
We pushed away
And went back
To our lives
And whatever we
Do call it
There’s one thing
We can’t deny
We’d dine there
Again because it
Was so good
Why must we
Always label things
It is said
So that we
Create our world
A child sees
Points and says
Dada and mama
And even now
We enjoy someone
And still point
And still say
Boyfriend or lover
Partner or husband
But did God
Upon seeing creation
Point and say
Looky there galaxies
And the stars
And everything else
Or did He
Sit back saying
Wow isn’t that
Just simply marvelous
And so I
Showed you things
Let you feel
Some touch some
I explained things
Answered your questions
And you grew
You began thinking
Anticipating and handling
You began wanting
Instead of needing
You learned choice
Instead of accept
It’s not me
It’s only ever
Been about you
I’m the waiter
Serving you your
World one course
At a time
And it happened
Now it’s over
Existing in memory
Interesting it is
That while memory
Exists in feelings
It does not
Exist in activities
I do remember
That we did
This and that
But the sensations
That I felt
Have completely disappeared
So rather than
Remembering all those
I will remember
You and I
During that one
Mid March weekend
In Hampton Virginia
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 