Happy. Poems - Poems about Happy.

In a pond, there lives a frog who looks and talks like a polywog. When he's asked, Why is this so? he looks up and says, I don't know. Now truth be told we're none the same and you can call it by any name; but it still holds true that a rose is a rose, so go and stick that up your nose! Now it's no matter if you're here...

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2025.08.04. On this Monday, I was so please, To find a piano in a new place. Its location, opening and closing hours; The welcome notes stand erected next to it: "Do you know a tune? Come and play me" Have successfully lured me, It was a Brash and Paling black baby grand piano, So far everything suites me to a tea. I sat down,...

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As the pendulum of life toward sorrow and sadness swings… I find it’s beneficial take a moment…and think of happy things. Rainbows, ladybugs, traveling….buying a magazine from an old newsstand balloons, sunsets, picnics…walking barefoot in the sand. Lunch with friends, a starry night…the beauty of a flower walking in the rain, a picnic…singing in the shower. Sharing a kiss a...

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Is grey a colour I’m not sure It’s the way I look Next to her She is vibrant Yes technicolor I’m just her shadow She’s like no other Don’t get me wrong I can’t complain A flower can’t thrive Without the rain. Not for Andrea’s contest but is inspired by it....

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My parents did not know About Joe My beloved beau And what the maturing character did Making him a heroic paternal twit One day with spring in the air Did not have a care Joe My beloved beau Visited General Dollar Feeling the tightness to...

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Your yellow rain-coat, dripping of hair comfort of hoodie and scent of nice but cheap perfume I love. It's an aroma to your skin I'm so in love with. Are they tears of joy upon the splash of water or salt near your eyes. I'm wrapped in every conversation I have with you. ...

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A field where tall bony trees, Where hums the cool gentle breeze. In the gentleness of the grass green, There lived two rabbits Colin and Tim. Colin and Tim two best friends, Lived in little caves in the grassland. Colin looked like autumn and fallen leaves, His roasted chestnut fur like all hallows' eve. Tim looked like winter, his...

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Heart encourages to look with a child's eye ...

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Love is like time, it moves and has its own space and rhyme, like the pieces are all over the universe, making us look for our love in the stars above. The universe has sent us here in this place and time, to watch as we move in this time. Maybe to see if we...

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August the eleventh is a very special day Because happy Jack Ellison is ninety today A talented musician he used to play the banjo With the Canadiana singers, many years ago A ladies' man with a keen eye for the fillies Makes us all laugh with his limerick sillies But Jack he can write serious poetry too He's a proud Canadian through...

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If people seek suggestions, Think about what you can do. Share without any hypocrisy Let them be happy. They may pick another Contrary to what you've told Be happy, For they can never blame you ...

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Once upon a time long gone … The reigning queen let out a yawn, And stood up from her regal throne To trample down the hall alone She ripped the crown from out her hair And flung it out the window there, It tumbled down the castle wall … No knight or king did hear it fall And off the ground it did...

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Beneath the sky’s deep purple hue, Music calls, the laughter too; Wheels turn slow, the lights all spin, And pull us gently further in. The air smells sweet with candy threads, With buttered corn and warm baked breads; A carousel of painted dreams, It ripples on the moonlit streams. I watch your eyes in neon glow, They shine in ways you may not know; The...

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Is there sensory light? She asked me while I was sitting quietly on the threshold of anticipation, gazing into the soul of a cat, thinking about how it would be. .. to escape forever into a realistic doctrine of untouched upcoming truths. So how do you interpret the difference between sensory and physical light? Those figurative...

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Accept what is in ur play Don't be grey Keep going on the ray Have your say No pressure to stay Do not let your mind sway Follow your way Be happy anyway...

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