THE HAPPIEST PLACE

By Farah Lawal Harris, 2024

Sitting on my deck at 2 pm

with a breeze blowing on my bald head,

birds chirping loudly,

and sun dripping all over me.

I stare at the sky

and instead of asking “Why?”

I whisper, “Thanks”

and drop tears as tithes.

God is exalted

and so am I.