Happiness?
You are born; the first rays of sun strike you;
Know Mama, she's there to protect, provide warmth.
Papa comes home with a slab of chocolate and bubble gum
Beautiful times shared with siblings, close knit own.
Fall in love, the first time
See your lover back to you return.
Work hard; share the fruits of labour
With your loved ones.
That you are sad and it ends.
Happiness to feel secured;
Where you could find.
Surely in God no doubt.
I love this poem. I believe the most bliss we obtain is made by our determination to make the best of everything and one God has provided.