The persuit of happiness

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summer butterflies
a red balloon in a toddler’s hand
a warm puppy sleeping in your lap
puddle-jumping &
remembering the taste of fresh
strawberries

autumn harvest
maples ablaze when kissed by frost
the scent of new baked bread
an evening in front of a fire place &
warm apple cider

winter moon
the sound of skis through the snow
the scent of an orange eaten
winter sun in your face &
icicles hanging from the eaves

spring dandelions
return of the migratory birds
laughter from our neighbor’s porch
yellow flowers in last year’s grass &
a fresh start

Happy Arcadia
Konstantin Makovsky

Today Punam hosts dVerse Poetics, with a prompt on happiness, she gives us suggestions of booktitles to use, and my choice was to use “The pursuit of happiness” by Chris Gardner which I used as the title of my poem.

I thought for a while to use the title of the Beatles’ song “Happiness is a warm gun” but I couldn’t really do it.

September, 23 2025

29 responses to “The persuit of happiness”

  3. Happiness throughout the seasons, Björn, and your poem did make me feel happy! I especially love red balloons in toddlers’ hands and puddle-jumping,  ‘maples ablaze when kissed by frost’ and ‘the scent of new baked bread’. And a fresh start is always welcome.

  11. This is beautiful, Bjorn. There are so many beautiful things in our life that we so easily walk by and miss. You have focused on what can make us truly happy.

  18. I am going to repeat a comment left on my previous post, Björn, “How will you know when Autumn arrives? A poet will tell you!” A veritable guide to seasonal happiness…

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