Whimsyless!

Whimsyless, alas, I wandered, Meandering once more, Yet thinking deep, I pondered, What was life living for? I rarely laughed, I must confess, Yes, whimsyless was I And filled with lifeless emptiness, Until I asked God, WHY? He led me by the flowing stream, Then to a waterfall, Then made me drift into a dream To see a miracle. I saw a circus clown perform His very funny act, His act was going down a storm, No doubt about that fact. And in that dream I laughed and smiled, Tears rolling down my face, As if I were a happy child, Now joy had taken place. Then God told me, my heart was changed, I'd laugh like other folks, For now my mind was rearranged, I'd laugh when I heard jokes. And when I woke, I understood, Now whimsyless no more. I rose from sleep and life felt good, That's what life's living for! Denis Martindale April 2020.