• candicemanuel 24w


    Happiness of the mind
    Only but the worst kind
    Although very easy to find
    It becomes not very ind.

    Happiness of the heart
    The greatest work of art
    But even if you play your part
    It can be confiscated within a dart

    Happiness of the soul
    The greatest to unfold
    To be treated like gold
    It just cannot be sold
    Cause in a world so cold
    The happy soul is to be bold