Happiness To Me

J Juan Olivarez Juan Olivarez
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Happiness to me, is sleep without dreams, It's to lie lost to all and to the world It's my internal alarm ringing on time It's awakening refreshed and strong Happiness to me, is the hottest cup of coffee It's Columbian like no other that awakens my spirit. It's my eyes opening quickly, to a new day It's that burst of energy running through me. Happiness to me, is an early morning sky It's faces of presidents floating low. It's the first golden rays, peeking through the trees. It's the first song of the Mockingbird. Happiness to me is a gentle southern wind It's the rustling of thousands of leaves It's the gentle cry of wind chimes in the morn It's doves getting their first drink of the day. Happiness to me, are two Irish eyes that beckon to me It's her gentle hand on my face and hair It's her smile, it is her enchanting laughter It's just having her near me, this is happiness. 5/3/14 Alton Texas

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