sweet taste of happiness

[bonny_kate]

I am brimful and overflowing with happiness, and I would that I could give you some, dear friends. I would cup it in my two hands and pour it into yours, looking for all the world like clear, fresh washed sunshine of a spring day. You would drink deeply, and it would taste more liquid than the clear, warm rain of an early summer, more golden than fresh clover honey, more refreshing than iced lemonade on a hot summer day, made from your neighbor's lemons with a single seed drifting lazily down, and more alive than pale golden wine. You would feel it, thrilling and tingling, and it would make you feel like laughing and skipping for no reason at all.