Happiness is key
It's not purchased at a fee
What makes you happy-- I dare ask
Is it the way the water shimmers like glass
Or the sunrise on a summer morning
Or in what others find boring

Is it in the writings of love
Or in the purest dove
Or in a hard days work
Or in the food on a fork
Or the touch of your lover's hand
Or in the symphony of your favourite band

Is it the way she looks in the pale moonlight
Or in the way for her you'd fight
Or in the way she looks into your eyes
Or with her, time flies
Or the way you feel with her
Or in the way you dread days without her

Words of the wise say, "don't put your happiness in a person
Because they will just fail you when it's all said and done"
But in a way, I cannot help but do this
Because there's something about that feeling when she gives me
*Her kiss.