My Butterfly of Happiness
Happiness is like a beautiful butterfly. It flies from nowhere and it steals all your words. It silently sits on your palm and you're so happy....and you're afraid of even breathing, so you're admiring this moment as if it were the moment of eternity...
I'm grateful for my happiness. For my happy moments. For my waiting. For the minutes I was counting down to. I'm grateful for everything. For all my funny and sad moments. For my happy time that will always stay with me. No matter what.
I'm grateful for a great friend of mine who came to visit me. For a wonderful time we spent together. For learning something new about my friend I used to see on another side of the virtual world only. I'm grateful for our endless talks, evening walking together, for some little trips around our Cossack land, for cooking together, for the fire and the starry night. For this short but very special joy. It was like a real miracle. And then we had to say good bye. Maybe forever. Maybe for good. It makes me sad but also grateful. I'm grateful for our sunny memories that will be my sun when I feel cloudy.
I'm grateful for my little castle trip. For touching the past of my land. For some new friends I've made during the trip. I'm grateful for my beautiful motherland. I'm grateful for these rare moments when I am out. For my bus trip. :) For watching funny clouds in the sky...For my mobile phone that was keeping ringing...
I'm grateful for my far away guests. It was something new for me. I enjoyed the time of my life - of being a translator even during eating! :D That was fun. I'm grateful for seeing something what I always failed to see....my happiness. My mom. My friends who are by my side. For my sweet bed that did not mind different Daria...happy or sad. :)
Well, it's so hard to describe my butterfly of happiness to you. What can words express? Just a pure sound...If you could only see my inner self, you'd see a huge sunray. I'm grateful for my great August days...The green-blue joy forever...
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