Isn\'t it strange how so often,
The best feelings in all the world,
Come from the feelings we hate most?
Like rough oysters showing pearls.
Perhaps a long drink, crisp and cool,
After running in the sun\'s heat.
Or after hours of hard walking,
When you finally take a seat.
Like a clear nose after a cold,
A sunny day after the gloom,
Or looking around at your work,
When you finally clean up your room.
Coming home from long days at work,
And feeling a kiss on your cheek,
As the person who loves you most,
Now welcomes you home for the week.
Like the blissful feel of the sea,
After the first icy cold plunge.
A shower after muddy games,
Washing away all the gunge.
Like using the toilet at last,
After holding it for so long.
Like the first bite of food you taste,
After feeling your stomachs \'song\'.
Like the freshness of minty gum.
To chase that bad taste from your mouth,
Like when you\'ve been gone for too long
And you arrive back at your house.
Seeing a film you remember,
Haven\'t seen since you were a child
And feeling nostalgia arrive,
A sensation bright and wild.
Or meeting a loved one after,
Being separate for too long.
Or when putting down heavy bags,
Telling yourself that you are strong.
Like the party spent hours planning,
You stressed and you worried for days,
It goes off with bangs and laughter,
You forget all chaos it made.
Yes, feelings are worth suffering,
Especially when they are good,
So revel in feelings like these,
Or be sad as you wish you could.