My Happiness Poem by Annie175 #

My Happiness



I cannot choose
I love them all,
summer winter
spring and fall.

I love the morning sun
and the noon,
I love the sunset
and the full moon.

They all make me happy
as they help me clear,
all the confusions
that I bear.

Happiness is not a result
It's a choice to make,
It's something to be found in things
like Ice-creams and cakes.

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