Happiness is in the blossoming branches of a magnolia tree laced in white.
Happiness is twenty pounds of moppy fur matching her steps to mine as we walk together in the cool of the morning.
Happiness is twenty years with the same best friend who walked with me down the isle and pledged ďtill death do we partĒ.
Happiness is the song of sparrows greeting the dawn.
Happiness is a rippling brook meandering through a forest of white birch trees.
Happiness bends near to touch the heart with the beauty of a sunset.
Happiness whispers softly in the coo of a baby snuggling securely in her motherís arms.
Happiness smiles in the twinkling of a star filled night.
Happiness wraps loving arms around me through the encouraging words of a friend.
Happiness sees a lighthouse through the thickening fog signaling the way home.
Happiness rests in the sweet assurance that nothing can separate me from my Heavenly Fatherís love.
Happiness fills my treasure chest with Godís promises and teaches me to appreciate such priceless worth.
This evening a dozen happinesses flow from my pen.
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