Just the ticket

I’m writing a piece of happiness
filled up to the brim with goodness,

I think we all need an infusion
of what they call delusion.

Smiling my way through the day
and then
the police come to tow me away
as if I’m a wreck,
but I am at their beck as they call
thus
happiness and goodness fall
as we know they often do.

© 2020, John Smallshaw.