Happiness

By Saadhana S

The skies above are painted with

Colors of unending width

Puffy and airy clouds that

Sometimes, looks like a top hat

Cool and gentle gales

Fresh but tells tales

Swerving trees

Red, orange and yellow leaves

Maybe sparrows would sing

And playfully flutter its wing

Up a small hill, follow a passage

And that may lead to a humble cottage

Follow the purrs of the cats

And there'd be us, engaged in pats

Downhill a steep trail, be awake

Shan't miss the magnificent lake

Surrounded by peaks that vary

Resting in the mist, might be blurry

The turquoise and still tarn

As elegant as a swan

The largest portrait one may witness

Still won't grasp all of my happiness

By Saadhana S