Happiness,
was when as a child
my mother smiled,
and said we'd go to the fair.

Happiness,
was when kiddies screamed
for summer's cream,
and music, filled the air.

Happiness,
was swinging, Alone, in the park,
Hide'n seek, in the dark,
and summer days that could never
end.

Happiness,
was made up sports,
and blanket forts,
with pillows piled up high.

Happiness,
was special toys,
for girls and boys,
whose happiness we live by.

							Myron
							 6:11