Remembering Joy

I am a serious person.

Laugher is not my music.

I seek peace, purpose,

forget to value happiness.

At new year I squirmed

when the rabbi extolled

as most holy, most precious

the gift of a happy heart.

Then I remembered earnest eyes

of oldest grand son when he

reminded me that strong words

go down easier with a smile.

I am a serious person.

Laughter is not my music.

I have to work at its tune.

I remember to value happiness.