Happiness blooms like morning light,
Turning gray skies warm and bright.
It laughs within the smallest things—
The songs a little sparrow sings.
It's found in smiles, in dreams set free,
In waves that dance upon the sea.
It grows when kindness finds its way,
Making ordinary moments stay.
So treasure every joyful spark,
A tiny flame against the dark.
For happiness, both soft and true,
Begins each time it lives in you.
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