
Happy children are all-stars, curious jugs of sunshine,
their faces radiant, their eyes metaphors of emptiness
and fullness perfectly contained, their naïveté
keeps us entertained, they don’t think about anything
too long, peanut butter keeps them energized, they have
happy feet, elastic faces, like acrobats they ride bareback
on wild stallions with wings, they train smarter, not harder,
slow and steady gets them there, they balance fun with
rest, they lie on their backs and take pleasure in moments
of nothingness.