In the quiet of creation's breath,
God paused, and pondered in depth,
'What could make the world so bright? '
A whisper born, soft as light.
Happiness danced with the breeze,
Played in the sun, with gentle ease,
Found a home in hearts so true,
And with that joy, the world grew new.
A simple touch, a silent cheer,
And just like that, beauty drew near.
The world now shines, pure and clear,
For happiness lives in every tear.
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