Infectious Joy

Exceeding joy presents, for
no particular reason
than seeing a new sunrise.

Walking out heading
to the library, to the store,
even just to the mailbox;
it starts
as a tickle in my tummy,
incites a wide grin.
It creeps upwards.
My eyes almost close
in chorus with
the other happy signs.

I even feel my ears
move my glasses
as my whole head is
affected in happy
joyful resonance
rolling in from
nowhere in particular.

And I feel warm
—and good.

© 2010 Shari Lynne Smothers

About Shari Smothers

Welcome to Telling Stories, my creative writing space. My name is Shari Smothers. Poems help me to understand the world and to explain my world to others. They're my premier story telling tools. There's more to come, so please share with me through reading, commenting, emailing. Learn more about Shari here. And do come again!

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