Not what you think
no terror involved
no pain or anger
screams of the happy
Like a boiling pot
not of toil or trouble
or any witches brew
just happy bubbles
Like happy magic
constantly heard
it never stops
this happy
Today tomorrow
same it will be
thrilling ecstatic
inside screams
Maybe they spill out
for all to hear
but I won’t care
happy screams here
Deborah Horton Writing 