Happiness

Happiness.

Happiness to me means is the air in my lungs and the wind in my hair. 

The smiles on the faces of the old when we care.

The bright blue sky and the warm inviting sun, the cool water we drink when we've been working a tonne.

The sight in my eyes and the sounds in my ears, the smells of homemade cooking the onions that bring you to tears. 

The things we touch and the emotions we feel, when the one that we love that keeps us on an even keel. 

The pets we have and the wags of their tails, they love us so much you can tell from the wails.

Freshly mowed grass and the fresh flowers in bloom, those cold stormy evenings all tucked up in the living room.

Those long summer walks by the rivers and the trees, those red hot bubble baths and cups of teas.

Those fresh new Pyjamas and smell of clean sheets, those snuggles with your spouse, their heart, how it beats.

The crisp autumn leaves and the cold air how it bites, the snow how it falls and twinkles in the moonlight.

Those cold winter nights and movies til late, who better to share those with than with a good mate.

Spring is on it way and new babies will come, lambs, horses, cows, they will all
Become a mum.

So happiness you see is not all you can buy, read this poem again and it will explain to you why.