The Gift Of Happiness Poem by Susan T. Aparejo

How could we express,
The joy within me?
Sadness flies away,
Scared by your existence,
Muffle the cloak of gloom,
Ever ready to uncloak and assault,
The mirth spreading the millieu.

The moonbeam of happiness,
Is a heaven here on Earth.
The glittered fellow attempt to hold,
A single day of you,
With those bills and coins,
Where you refuse to value of,
since beyond the knowledge of many,
Your a priceless, precious gift.