My Own Happiness

As I climbed the Hill
At Rock-berry drive
I remembered Harry
My ex husband
So happy
So loved up
With His new family
I hissed
As I heard a loud scream
And I realized that
I had fallen
Because I did not see
The white stone
By the pathway
A tear slipped out if my tired eyes
As I struggled
To rise up
From the muddy path
I picked up
A gold colored
Dry leaf
And I made a silent vow
To myself
Never to remember
Happy Harry
And focus on myself
My life, my path and my way
In order to carve out
My own happiness
Beautiful writing that I’m sure will resonate with many of us. Also wanted to say thank you for following my blog! x
Thank you so much for the encouraging comment. Blessings💕🙏😊