Happy

In sun‑kissed mornings, laughter bubbles bright,
A gentle hum that lifts the heart’s delight.
The world awash in golden, warm repose,
Where worries melt like frost before the rose.

Hands clasp in rhythm, feet find easy sway,
Each step a whisper of a brighter day.
Friends gather round, their smiles a tender fire,
Kindling the soul with quiet, warm desire.

The air is scented with fresh‑cut grass and tea,
A simple joy that sets the spirit free.
In every glance, a promise softly sings—
Happiness lives in modest, everyday things.

So let us cherish this serene, sweet grace,
And wear our content upon each smiling face.