September 2, 2015

The Happiness jar

I made a happiness jar
Out of an old lotion container;
transparent, label peeled off, cover glued shut
Just a slit for the memories to slide in and breathe

That day the sun was feeling fussy,
Yawning and stretching in the sky,
Just before mid day,
I was the first to see you - I like to think that anyway
You walked in and asked if you could sit with me.

I washed my hands, folded that moment
and slipped it into the happiness jar.