Happiness, oh so great,
It doesn't wait, it won't abate.
In simplest words, let me relate,
A beginner's tale, I shall create.

When the sun shines bright, so high,
And clouds part ways, revealing sky,
A smile forms, as joy draws nigh,
Happiness, it does not pass us by.

In fields of green, where flowers bloom,
A simple pleasure, a sweet perfume,
A child's laughter, dispelling gloom,
Happiness arrives, dispelling the tomb.

With a warm embrace, a loved one near,
A...