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Happiness to me ?

What defines happiness
Does anyone really know
Mine is huddling 
With my loved one 
Next to a fire glow

Or chatting with my friend
Enjoying a cup of tea
Haven’t seen her in ages
Shes very special to me

Sitting with a fire pit 
Gazing at the stars
Having a good old sing song
With a couple of guitars

Strolling on the beach 
& Skirting the sea
Rolling my jeans up
Paddling to the knee

Meeting up with a pal
Every week we go walks
Grab a cuppa in a cafe
Oh how we love our little talks

Watching a good drama
With only the Christmas tree twinkly lights
Its great when its a series 
On consecutive nights

These are just a few things
That fills my heart with glee
It is so true the old proverb
The best things in life are free

 

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sparrowsong

Hello Jill...

Happiness to me is actually having a conversation with someone with intelligence...

Great write!

Thank you for sharing...

Hugs...

sparrowsong

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Jill Tait

Awww thats nicely put!!! Thank you so much ❤️

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GirlOnABike

That's really nice. Made me smile. 

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Jill Tait

Awww Thank you much appreciated luv xx❤️ u 2 XX

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Jill Tait

Awww Thank you much appreciated luv xx❤️ XX

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