Happiness blooms in the gentle morning light,
A whisper of hope in the breaking dawn,
It dances through the dewdrops on petals bright,
And lingers in the warmth of a new day born.
In the laughter of children playing free,
In the soft caress of a lover’s hand,
Happiness weaves through moments, wild and pure,
A golden thread in life’s intricate strand.
It sparkles in the eyes of friends reuniting,
And sings in the heart of dreams fulfilled,
Itâs the vibrant glow of a sunset’s embrace,
A silent promise that peace instilled.
Happiness is the melody of a soul at ease,
A gentle breeze that lifts our wings,
Itâs found in the quiet, the simple, the small,
In every heartbeat, in every song it sings.