Happiness
Happiness
Is happiness a state of mind,
An existence, just too hard to find.
A yearning for a brighter day,
A glimmer of hope to flicker my way.
The vast expanse of clear blue sky,
Ignites in me, a desire to fly...
Away from all encompassing grief,
To a tranquil place of cool relief.
Where angels sing their sweetest song,
High above the maddening throng.
I'll sit upon a fluffy cloud,
And wear the most exquisite shroud.
Maybe, then... When I'm at rest,
Existence will be... A joyous fest,
Maybe, when... My life is done;
The quest for happiness will be won.
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By: Jane Gill-Wilson
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