I ran to the forest,
With a sore wrist.
Looking everywhere,
Is this a nightmare?
Searching every corner,
Like a lost foreigner.
The bluebird of happiness,
Where can I find in this time of busyness?
Seeking help from light,
And guide from meteorite.
Exploring wondrous and mysterious lands,
Hoping that I can stand.
Oh, this quest for true happiness
Is it really hard to attain this happiness?
Please help me to understand,
Because I cannot withstand.
Going to faraway land,
Just like in a dreamland.
But after searching for a long time,
The bluebird of happiness is at home the whole time.
©monajouska
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