Happiness Poem by Mandy Lee

Happiness



That tiny spark is growing,
a friendship old and new.
Happiness is filling me,
Is this really true?

My world is spinning,
with colours now once more.
The world I once loved,
the world I used to adore.

A gentle smile lifts,
my tired and weary face.
No longer shall I have to run,
for this is my place.

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