The Pursuit of Happiness

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THE PURSUIT OF HAPPINESS

Happiness is a butterfly

That is forever at arms length.

It flutters before me constantly.

I strive with all my strength

To capture it and pin it down

And make a triumphant claim;

To label it and study it

And give it a special name.

I'd feel so safe if I caught it!

I'd feel a golden glow,

Because I'd hunted-down the prize

And I'd never let it go.

But I just feel exhausted

By the never-ending chase

Which occupies me constantly,

At a fast and furious pace.

Whereas, if I sat beneath a tree

In a state of relaxed repose

That butterfly might flutter by

And settle on my nose.

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The emblem of Perth, Western Australia

BLACK SWAN

Black is not ideal for feathers

When faced with Perth's inclement weathers!

I don't refer, of course, to rain;

It's the wretched sun that brings such pain!

Along the roads, when the sun is bright

Nearly every car is white;

They know  reflection helps a lot

In this hot and sunny spot.

But I'm the icon of the city!

They think my colour strange but pretty.

They like to have me on display

Even on a blazing day.

So I seek shadow, I seek shade,

Until the daylight starts to fade.

Then you'll find me swimming by

Under a pale and cooling sky.

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P.S.

What a hectic day yesterday was! Enjoyable (on the whole) but hardly restful! It started with a very early dash to the shops (7 a.m.) to buy prawns for the evening salad, followed by preparations for the afternoon Scrabble meeting. Malcolm had booked our Scrabble Lunch at the Bowling Club, but, when I got there, I was informed 'they never open for lunch on Wednesdays' so there was a mad scramble to find another venue. We ended up at the Burwood Inn, a little place we've overlooked, and, luckily, had a delicious meal. During the meal this photo was taken and 'thereby hangs a tale'.

Susan, the lady on the left, has been single all her life. But she recently received a phone call which changed all that! 'I think you may be my mother'! She has discovered a 54 year-old son she gave-up for adoption when she was a girl! She suddenly has grandchildren! We all felt so happy for her!

We played Scrabble in the afternoon and then Malcolm took this 'Class of 2010' photo. Afterwards I rushed to throw together my prawn salad and then we were off into the country to the Book Group party. Unfortunately, I forgot to take my camera! But we had a delightful evening on a friend's property and my 'thrown-together' salad was a success! (Sometimes the harder I try with cooking the worse the result!)
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