happiness
is a small wooden figure
with a funny face
a wide smile and a white beard
wearing a cheerful Christmas hat
with a large red heart on his chest
taken from a loft’s safe keeping
full of other forget me nots
he has found his way
on to our garden deck table
where he sits amongst
cyclamens of purple passion
keeping an eye on a fat pigeon
feeding on spilled bird seed
and a robin with a wriggling
worm in its beak
enjoying their morning breakfast