Happiness tastes like
Cotton candy,
Cupcakes,
And whipped cream.
Happiness makes me feel
Lighthearted and carefree.
Happiness is more nurturing than a mother's love,
More comforting than the softest blanket.
It grows inside you like a vine on a tree.
When you least expect it,
Happiness finds you,
Relieves you,
And contents you,
Like you're on cloud nine.
You can treasure it like a leprechaun's pot of gold,
Or absorb it like a sponge to water.
But you can never, ever ignore Happiness,
Nor neglect it when it lives inside your heart.
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