Happiness, a fleeting grace
A gentle touch, a warm embrace
It dances in the morning sun
A promise made when day’s begun
It hides in laughter, soft and bright
In quiet moments, late at night
A child’s smile, a lover’s glance
The rhythm of a heart’s small dance
It’s not in riches, gold, or fame
Nor in the chase for fleeting names
But in the stillness, deep and true
Where broken hearts find skies of blue
It lingers where the pain once dwelled
In battles fought, in tears expelled
A whispered song, a healing light
That finds you when you’ve lost the fight
Happiness is not always loud
Sometimes it’s hidden in the crowd
A breath, a step, a simple choice
To rise again, to find your voice
So walk this journey, brave and bold
With scars like stories, wisdom told
For happiness will always bloom
Where hope and courage make their room
Let each new sunrise paint your skies
With grace that time cannot disguise
For even in life’s fiercest storm
Happiness waits — in quiet form

By Jeffery Roebuck

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