Happiness is a fire on a cold winter day.
It's those lovely words you love to say.
Happiness is the hand that you hold,
And the aftermath of being courageous or bold.
Happiness is peace, diversity, and well-being,
The view that you can't believe that you're seeing.
Happiness is the butterflies that leave you still.
Happiness is the four letter word that can kill.
Happiness is the silent noise in your head,
The replaying of your life as you lay in your bed.
It's the smile you bring to a stranger's face,
And the feeling you get when you're sure of your place.
Happiness is the curiosity in your eyes,
And the variation of color in the skies.