HAPPILY SAD

I am a hard place 

Calloused by the sun

And the uncertainties of a temporary existence threatens the idea of a temporary existence

Here in this patch of sunflowers that feed from the life of the sun

I am nothing but a moment in time

A memory to my loved ones 

A warning to the daughters and sons of the village 

A traumatising tale from mothers to their childrento not follow my path

They tell them to live happily not to end up like me 

But they don't know how happy i once was

But here i am now

Bloodied and bruised 

By the cruel and fateful hand of fate coupled with life 

Do i regret it?

At times, i ask myself where i would have been? but here we are 

So i live in now

And here in this yellow patch of sunflowers

Spread vastly on the countryside next to my stone  

I am happy 

And content for the view 

Not even my youth could preview

And at peace

Both literally and figuratively