Once I Met Happiness

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ONCE when all the Spring was wild,
  All the leaves dew-pearled,
Once I met Happiness,
  Singing down the world.

She had laughter on her lips,
  Flowers in her hair–
Once I met Happiness–
  Oh, she was fair!

There was yellow sun, I know,
  Scent o' pine that day,
Once she kissed me on the lips,
  Laughed and went her way.

What if all the lights are dim,
  All the flowers furled?
Once I met Happiness,
  Singing down the world!

© Margaret Widdemer