A Question of Happiness
How can I be happy with all that is going on in my city.
Am I being selfish and not showing enough concern?
People are living on the street and don't have enough to eat,
Passed by, as people like me go merrily on our way.
Is it my purpose in life to strive for happiness.
No! I am called to be a loving and giving person.
Even if it means, I must change my idea of happiness
Sometimes when I stop thinking of myself,
Special people come into my life and I experience true Happiness!
Written; December 16, 2015
By: Richard Lamoureux
Copyright © Richard Lamoureux | Year Posted 2015
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