There was a day when I was twelve.
I sat upon a purple blanket, on the green field beside the park’s baseball diamond.
The sun blazed hot.
My bare toes searched through cool blades of June grass.
I had no cares except everything.
Happiness.
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44 word quadrille for this week’s d’Verse prompt: happiness
Jo-Anne Teal, Writer 
Lovely, no cares and happiness are inextricably linked!
Love this post. “I had no cares except everything.” This is an amazingly complex line. I could ruminate on it for hours. Ingriguing! And oh yes…..for so many, those simple innocent days of childhood exuded happiness in their contentment.
I greatly enjoyed the imagery and was reminded of my own memories in the park as a child.
Sounds pretty nice! I can feel the care free feeling in this piece, and often, children are just exuberant. Excellent poem.
No care except everything sounds like a perfect place for happiness.