Tuesday, February 3, 2009

Happiness

Happiness is foreign to me
Escaping my grasp so easily
I think, that happiness hates me

It has been many years since I've seen happiness
Felt its glow and warmth
Experienced its serenity and tranquility

But now I know where it ran off to
Your wonderful smile amidst all the blue
I've found happiness in you

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