what makes you happy and full of joy?

my friend

asks me what makes me happy,

what puts

a smile

on my face,

makes me laugh

and clap my

hands together

with joy.

what makes

me do a jig

and dance across

the floor.

hold on, i tell her

and run upstairs to take

the framed

document off the wall.

be careful with that

i tell her,

putting it into her hands.

oh my,

she says. 

it's your last divorce

degree

behind tempered glass

in a gold frame.

yes, i tell her, and if you'd

like to see them,

i have two more.