” … like happiness …”

The parrots in my garden
come and go like happiness,

flitting among the hard,
dark, tree branches,

just glimpsed, half hidden.
It is really them! – one hopes.

As soon as you are certain,
they are gone to other trees,
another garden.

Julian O’Dea

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