There is no Rose with its petals soft and bright
Nor a jewel with its glistening glow
That could make me as blissfully happy
As the company that I keep with my family
They make me smile cheek to cheek
I can sincerely laugh at their jokes
We can talk about anything or everything for hours
There’s no prompting
No silence
No boredom
The sun is often absent
But we would never notice
The rain may soak our clothes
The wind may pound against our face
But this changes absolutely nothing
For our happiness is found between the feelings that we share
They are simple
And they are pure
But most of all they are honest
This is why
I cry when they leave
But I must say that I remain blissfully happy
Till such time we meet again
Blissfully Happy©
Copyright 2015, 2017
By Felina Silver Robinson
The Writings of Felina Silver Robinson 