Happy Air Poem by Romesh De Silva

Each breath I consume, fills my lungs with happiness
Like a drop of rain finding its puddle
Humans are quick to give up, due to inherited emotional laziness
We all need someone to hold and cuddles
Everyday produces new stories and surprises
Time seems to morph into deadlines, no room for compromises
Frowns openly evolve into smiles
Always look on the bright side of life
Tears will fade and evaporate, good morning, good afternoon, good evening and good night.