Happiness
Happiness
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!
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
