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Happiness



Where does happiness come from?

Is it from a guy who promises you happiness?
Is it by having all the money of the world?

Happiness comes from the little things life has to offer

From…
The heat of the sun,
The melodies of the birds,
The invisible wind (that can make of your hair a mess)
A smile from a child
A hug from your pal

A song?

From...
Talking to strangers
Eating your favorite meal
Running to class

Singing out loud? (Even if out of tune)

Happiness comes from within you

From...
Your mindset
Your joy
Your desire
Your ability
To find
The
Bright
Side
Of
Things

To
Be
Happy
Even
When
Struggling

Being
Happy
With
Yourself
Brings
Happiness!

Where does your happiness come from?
11/26/10

Comments

  1. MelissaDecember 2, 2010 at 11:20 PM

    Happiness comes from all the above and hanging out with your best friend <3

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