Pieces of Happy

In my younger years I searched and I searched To find To hold Just a small piece A minuscule piece of happy Other people Smiled and laughed They seemed to be holding large chunks I looked at them with awe If only A small piece Even a minuscule piece Could break off I would pick it up Hide it away Cherish it Bask in it's luminosity As the years passed I found more and more Small pieces at first Melted into liquid to quench my thirst Me and happy began to burst The joy within me poured into a tray I baked it in an oven It became like clay Little pieces I could give away All colored and glazed Like sunlight on display The pieces I then scattered near and far Perhaps some, have landed where you are Each piece of happy a work of art The recycled bits of my illuminated heart Like magic more happy returned to me I stacked it high for all to see Come join This happy is yours for free Each piece formed Into a golden key Unlocking the people We are meant to be So now I walk down happy street I feel the joy beneath my feet It's everywhere I love its heat Sometimes a piece of sad is found I pick it up That's okay I do not keep it I throw it away