when you enjoy the little things
throughout your mundane day
once you choose to view the world
through rose colored glasses
with sunflowers in your ears
you have won at the game of life
when your soul is ripe with joy
due to a single conversation
or the beauty of growing old
my dear, you are in first place
once you dance like the color yellow
and talk to the moon
you will win the game of life
when your cheeks grow tired from smiling
when your arms hurt from how tight you squeezed in a hug
darling, you have won at life,
once you find happiness in the cracks of the sidewalk
joy in between the yellow line on the street
love in the crevice of your mother’s arms
you have won the game of life angel
The Evolving Muse 