Literary Impulse & Paper Poetry “Eudaemonia” Prompt Submission

in the folds of an old letter from a friend,
or between the pages of a book hiding in the shelf,
in the stories grandpa once told,
or the giggles shared between the sisters long ago,

my heart breathes the sillage of happiness
as the memories surface at the oddest of moments

happiness, a collection of memories to look back to,
not an event to look forward to

littered with the fragments of memories
I carry around a treasure trove of eudaimonia in my heart!

© Vinitha Dileep

This poem is inspired by the prompt word ‘Eudaimonia’ which is often…

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