Happy

Happy that choice beyond
What circumstance dictates
Chasing the negative
Out of your heart
With the determination
Of a runner preparing
For a marathon

Depression would rather
Have you in the midst
Of a life storm being
Pelted with hailstones
Than see you rise up
And seek shelter
From those who would
Lift your spirits

Expect the worst and
You just might find life
Will meet your expectation
Pessimism is the rust
That corrodes your joy

Choosing to be happy
Doesn’t mean
You look at life through rose
Colored glasses
It means you don’t let
The gray in your skies
Leave you living blue