What is this feeling that is building in the pit of my stomach?
Not quite butterflies
Nor is it a case of nerves
Not that feeling of anxiousness
But more like anticipation
I feel like singing
Though I can’t carry a tune
I feel like dancing
Boy do I have rhythm
Wait….is that the faint sound of drums?
Slow and steady, the distinct sound of a beat….Wow it moves me!
What is this feeling that makes me want to smile?
It’s almost as if I have a secret and I’m the only one who knows
I feel like laughing
Quietly at first and then I hold my head back
Boisterous and Loud
What is this feeling that is stirring inside of me?
I can’t quite put my finger to it, but it sure feels good!
Alas, HAPPINESS has found me!