Written by: Terry Henderson


Searching for happiness in a world of sad,
Makes living life a game for the glad.

For those in the know, true happiness is here,
Around our lives, forcing out all fear,

For the endless searcher, his life may be drained,
True happiness he’s missing, his mind not yet trained.

Search not, young searcher, for it’s only in vain,
Happiness, true happiness, is like April rain.

It showers our lives, rewards us our hopes,
Enlighten our eyes, no longer to grope.

It bathes us in beauty, no more to frown,
True happiness, true happiness, God’s earthen crown!