What is happiness
I hear you say?
What helps us smile
On those dreary days?
What sends a tingle
Through our bones?
What helps us talk
In cheerful tones?
How does it pick,
How does it choose;
When to come and
When to move.
How does it know
To work its way through,
Every single person;
Like me and you.
Some people try
As hard as they can,
To steal it away
From another man.
But it's yours forever,
It's yours to keep;
Don't let them take
Something so deep.
You must look within yourself,
When times are blue;
Because happiness is a thing
That lives in you.
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