This is a poem I made a few nights ago, I haven't been able to upload it because of the lack of Internet. Oh well. Hope you like it. I'm not much of a poem writer.

The scent of Happiness.

There we was, my dad and me.
Optimistic we would be,
thought meteorites we would see,
in the scentof jasmine and the sea.

There we was, me and my dad.
Though I was not sad,
'cause it was not that bad.
Meteorites I did not see,
but I'm as happy as I can be.
With my two favorite scents, jasmine and the sea.

Now when I read it, it's not that good.

Love.