Happiness
I.
Happiness is homemade.
Happiness is seeing a bee
On a flower you planted.
Happiness is you and me
Holding hands cause
That sets you free.
II.
Happiness in the wildness
Speaks through animals
And the cool summer breeze.
Happiness whispers
And sometimes embraces
Me and you
On a nice sunny day, sky blue.
III.
Happiness belongs
To the souls.
Even the many words
And reading books
When happiness becomes
Your dome and home.
In the world of noise
Every poem speaks to raise
To be the loudest.
IV.
Hug the tress.
Clean the seas.
Do not forget
To save the bees!
Please, please,
No regrets,
As personal happiness
Depends on you and me
And the harmony to be.
V.
Grief may never end
But hope expands
Into a second chance
Like an unexpected friend.
Tomshinsky@2025
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