when she thinks
what made her happy
she thinks back to those moments
when opening the window
carried in the bustle of the city
when the pink hue of the sinking sun
cast the most beautiful glow on the cream buildings
when the breeze from the approaching metro
just barely covered the echo of their laughsÂ
she thinks back toÂ
the warm sunshine they basked inÂ
leading them into the cool nights they danced through
from the gardens to the seas
and everything in betweenÂ
the beauty never seized to leave them breathless Â
and although their feet were achingÂ
exhaustion overcoming their beings
their hearts were beatingÂ
they were aliveÂ
the chaos in the unfamiliar place
and the spontaneity of each day
brought strangers togetherÂ
across the worldÂ
what a strange way fate worksÂ
as they all found their home thousands of miles away
with each otherÂ
and with each other did they realize
what it meant to live
what it meant to be freeÂ
knowing they’ll look back and rememberÂ
each moment that became a part of their core
a time when they were their happiest
and so she thinksÂ
with the memories fresh in her mind
the feelings alive in her heart
what a blessing it is to have experienced
pure happinessÂ