Happiness is the sunshine,
That Surrounds the mankind.
Sometimes dim & Sometimes bright,
It's always present like the sunlight.
In the times of sorrow, it is unseen,
But tries to utter darkness being behind the moon, like the sunbeam.
Happiness is the clay,
However you mould, it stays that way.
It has the ability to change it's shape,
Positive or negative, depends how you make.
If gets heat, it even becomes hard,
Depends how much water you add, to prevent from the heat of sorrow & let happiness sprout.
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