(happy) five senses

Happiness looks like a balloon expanding from the heart, filling so much space in the body that it breaks the barrier and extends to those close by.

Happiness tastes like the first bite of pizza, a reward for achieving the impossible…waiting for it to cool down.

Happiness sounds like the chorus of squeals at the end of the happy birthday song, a child’s delight in knowing their slice will soon be served.

Happiness smells like rain evaporating from backyard grass, now warm from the sun rays that begin to poke through the dispersing clouds.

Happiness feels like a child’s birthday. Innocent and untouched by storm clouds that threaten to ruin the day.