When you need to know That happiness is not his money Or her P.H.D. anytime, It is not our love to someone or To something... It is not such-and-such or It is in the hands of so-and-so... It is not that bank account or That high skyscraper... It is not that luxurious car or That pretty yacht... It is always something we dream about Somewhere... It might be something hidden somewhere or It is something in our hands and we don't Know about it... It might be something trivial, but We ignore it... It is something we love it, but We miss it sometimes... We look for that happiness Anywhere and everywhere Just to make our world brilliantly different... We love happiness even In a piece of rock If it is over there... Happiness is needed to paint our sky with it or To draw with it on that still water... ______________________________________________________________________I dedicate this poem to our great poetess ' HEATHER WILKINS'. ______________________________________________________________________
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