About Finding Happy
There’s something inexplicable about her laugh;
but that didn’t do me in.
There’s something kind of curious about her smile;
but that didn’t do me in.
Something kind of sexy
Something kind of sensual
Something kind of enticing
about the sent of her skin.
But that didn’t do me in.
It all helped, but…
It was one night that did me in.
Not even a sexual night.
It was the way she spoke to me
in future tense,
so sure about herself,
about how we’d figure it out
together, if my work moved me
somewhere else.
That did me in.
At that moment I knew that
something called happiness didn’t come for me
with a joke.
Nor a smile.
Nor at a day at the beach.
Nor at a day at the lake.
Nor at a day at the movies.
Nor on a bike ride.
Or a walk.
Or a sunny day on a hike.
It came sitting up on a bed
during a serious conversation,
with a
sincere look and a tender hand
holding my arm,
and the sense
that I had a partner
for life,
who wanted to hold me and
ease my worries.
And I realized,
that I would
and wanted to
do the same for her.
So finding happy for me
was not maybe at first sight.
Not during a hike.
Or bike ride.
It was the moment, when our roots
were established
and I knew
I would love this woman
until the good Lord decided
that
it
was
my
time
to
go.
©2014
Cassandra Huidobro
