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All it took was one call from a friend long lost;

Bridges that seemed to have burned were instead crossed.

 

A ‘Mornin!’ text from a crush competes with sunshine.

I stand extra pumped at the tennis court’s baseline.

 

Few sounds are to be earned but can’t be bought!

Like, the ball driven by my double-handed backhand’s sweet spot

The air silently whispering each player’s wish

As the basketball scores with a clean swish!

I’ll always remember the first kiss I got before I could brace

When my year-old-nephew’s tiny lips smothered my face!

 

Reminiscing my favourite moments every often,

I’d want them again when my mood’d be rotten.

 

Choosing with an easy scrutiny, I had found my tribe.

Doses of happiness they’d all always prescribe.

 

However, one rainy day stole my tennis class.

The gloom darkened when bestfriends broke my heart of glass.

Drowning in sadness, I needed them the most

But my buoys couldn’t help me reach the coast…

 

Disappointed but hopeful I waited for the door to be opened

The keys to my heart kept with my specials needed to be motioned!

 

Teary-eyed, a glint of gold I caught under a pile

The Master Key lay unused since quite a while!

Without deliberation, I unlocked my captive happiness

Like a butterfly it sprung away from the crappiness!

 

Off I was to clean the dishes piled in a mound;

Also instantaneously I found other things around.

Engrossed as I was building happiness by myself,

I realised the need of else’s validation cancelled itself.

 

No more did I need crutches to walk

Or someone’s approval for my opinions to talk.

 

One golden shift owned the replicates –

The keys to my happiness with my specials were duplicates

 

The master key in my pocket now opens doors at my will

No more at other’s mercy is my happiness a kill!

 

[__Photo by Michael Dziedzic on Unsplash__]