It seems to me that people are happier,

No matter where I am, I seem to pass someone happy,

And I know this because I see it,

I see the light in their eyes, shining from deep within their souls,

I see the little smile that plays at the end of their lips, trying to be subtle, failing to be subtle,

I hear the gentle hum, the melody they sing,

There’s a cheerful skip in their song,

A happiness that clouds them, a happiness that belongs,

There’s a warmth surrounding us,

Engulfing us into its embrace,

And I’m happy that people are happier,

I’m happy we can be happy, 

And I hope more of it awaits. 


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