Where does happiness spout from?
From where is it derived?
For it seems to be a short-lived dream that
Only through faint memory has survived.
Unexpected, it shows its face
through a trigger of some sweet moment
Guarenteed to leave again
This fleeting kind atonement
Sadness, however, remains at will
For happiness fears its foe
But when happiness gains its lacking courage
The sadness will reluctantly go
So how do we inspire this happiness?
How do we make it strong?
For me to look upon his sweet face,
Ensures my sadness gone