Happiness Is

   My Happiness begins with simple things
   as the snow glimmers brightly from the sun beams.
   The new found joy of a good ole fashioned movie
   in black and white reminds me of "feeling groovy".
   Happiness is a real soda for the fountain shop
   only sixty-nine cents they are called polar pops.
   And a strip of strawberry liquorice fresh from
   the bag
   perks me up like a puppy dog's wag.
   Happiness is really simple to attain
   try being silent and let your heart sing.
   It's right there, feel it, right at your core
   I promise it's there if you only open the door.
   See yourself with a great big grin
   believe me your Happiness will begin.
   Choose them, use them, or maybe not
   but you won't find my Happiness getting caught.
   I find my Happiness in just being Human
   abet remember I am only a simple woman.

Debbie Wagoner  2/2/09

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