Being happy is like floating on a cloud, knowing you won’t fall through. Being happy is like a naïve young child, who knows that if they fall mommy or daddy will catch them. Happiness is a beautiful spring day. When that light spring breeze tickles your nose, and it’s carrying the pollen through the air. You can smell the flowers growing and blooming. The sun is shining waking the earth from its winter sleep.
Happiness is a beautiful spring day. When your happy you smile, your eyes twinkle. You infect someone else by smiling at them and they carry that smile to the next person. The happiness grows like flowers on a beautiful spring day.
But like spring happiness doesn’t last. You make the most of it while it’s there. Always know that it’s coming back like spring. It’s like the end of winter when you think it will just get colder. When that light spring breeze tickles your nose, you know happiness is right around the corner.