Happiness is writing a poem,
Feeling the words flow,
As your pen gracefully glides along.
Happiness is listening to your favourite song,
Remembering those days back then,
That are long gone.
Happiness is being with those we love,
To hold, to kiss,
Who we fondly miss,
When no longer here.
Happiness is living,
Hoping,
For better days to come,
Happiness shines from the morning sun.
Stay happy,
Stay strong,
Let happiness carry us on.
Jayne Louise Davies
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