In the gentle whispers of the morning breeze,
Lies the promise of a day yet to unfold,
With sunlight dancing on the leaves,
And stories waiting to be told.

A child’s laughter in the distance rings,
A melody of innocence and delight,
In those pure, unguarded things,
Happiness finds its light.

The warmth of a friend’s embrace,
A testament to bonds so dear,
In every smile, in every face,
Life’s joys become crystal clear.

As stars adorn the evening sky,
And dreams begin to weave,
In the quiet moments passing by,
Happiness is ours to believe.