Sad I’m Happy
I used to think
when I was a kid
that I was left behind by aliens
as punishment for something I’d done
(if only I could remember!)
with restless intensity,
I’d look up at the stars
twinkling over tipped over mountains
and pray they would come back for me,
for I was desolate.
And I still believe all that,
as I grew older,
I learned to be happy when I’m sad
and sad when I’m happy,
so now I’m happy almost all the time.