In the golden glow of morning light,
Where whispers of dawn softly call,
Lies happiness in purest sight,
A gentle touch, a moment small.
Through fields where wildflowers dance,
And laughter echoes in the breeze,
Joy finds us in a fleeting glance,
In rustling leaves, in swaying trees.
In the warmth of a friendly smile,
In stories shared beneath the stars,
Happiness lingers all the while,
In quiet moments, near and far.
Let us gather these shards of bliss,
In every heartbeat, every sigh,
For happiness exists in thisâ
The simple truths we can’t deny.