Happiness

Happiness
is a bright yellow flower
against a deep blue sky
in September
and a little soft kitty to stroke
and love 
when there is a tiny, passing sadness.

My 20 year-old grandson leaves for Sydney, Australia today. His parents are taking him to the airport. We won't be seeing him for at least six months - and maybe longer if he decides to prolong his stay. I am so happy for him that he is having this life-enriching adventure. I shall miss him.