Are you happy, they asked.
I smiled at them.
Did you find happiness, they asked.
I nodded, yes,
Where did you find it, still they asked,
Was it hard to find?
I found happiness in my heart
Deep within the corner of an eye.
In the gleam of a quiet smile.
In the hands that hold on to mine.
In the every day life I live.
In the little joys of life.
For happiness cannot be bought
Happiness is a way of life
Happiness waits quietly
Waiting for you to find it
Like love, it is so silent,
Most days you think it’s not there!
Thank you!
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So so true.reading this poem 5 times a day and yet want to read it and read it.
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