Happiness is that feeling of utter bliss, The dizzying pleasure of a stolen kiss, The cheeky wink of a naughty tease, That will never leave You ill at ease. Happiness is a roaring wind, Pulsing and soaring with force and greed, Devouring and tearing it all to feed, An insatiable appetite to grow and breed. Happiness is like that beautiful dream, On a cloud floating to a glorious realm, Massaged by the wind and caressed by steam, Enchanting like the glow of a moonlight beam. Happiness is that bubbly and wonderful feeling, Of passion that leaves us wobbly and reeling, The inexplicable joy that brings cures and healing, To a heart so hurt that it's crawling and bleeding. Happiness is a choice, To press on despite the falling ice, And season your life with some warmth and spice, To value your heart above any price. © Patolyer 2013.