Happiness
It seems as though,when one is lonely,
nothing is happy or funny,
much less lovely.
You don't know where to turn,
where to hide,
and you wander alone,
a pain in your side.
But after some time,
You soon find out,
there is no reason,
to shout and pout.
You find a new freind,
a new mate or two,
and off you go,
saying ahh and ooo!
The feeling you can't describe,
your words are gone,
but in the end you find out,
as you give a dog a brand new bone...
It is happiness you feel,
something that is felt sooner or later by all,
it happens quickily and disappears too,
but you will stand tall.
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