Happiness are sunrays and sunbeams bursting through the clouds

Its light hitting everyone

even the darkest of the crowd

Happiness are flowers

that bloom during Winters

Its warmth radiates despite the coldness that's bitter

Happiness are mornings after thunderstorms at night

Where birds tweet songs

coz' they made it through the day without having to flight

Happiness are bright stars that brings light unto the darkest of nights

Look up to them always and be truly inspired

Happiness are people whose eyes sparkles

despite the calamity, war, struggles and famine -- their smiles never faltered

Happiness is seeing beauty in all

And blind of the uglies

Developing positive pictures

out of the negatives

happiness stands

with crooked teeth and jagged lines

upon her skin

but still smiling

with all of purity

glimmering on her broken hands

happiness falls

with laughter and love

she is killed by a small

touch of disgrace

happiness lurks in

the corner of the room

waiting for her chance

to reveal herself again

and take off the mask of light

A smile that breaks the frown on your lips,

How you tilt your head back to look at the sun and laugh like there's no tomorrow,

When you shift in a cozy chair with a wonderful book on a rainy day,

When you sit on the soft sand of the beach and eat ice cream with your best friend,

When you hear the chatter of birds and swish of wind in the trees when walking in the forest,

When I look into the horizon, and embrace our extraordinary world.

Happiness is the look in her eyes,

That glimmer that stays through the years,

Because she's found peace and joy;

Happiness is that small smile on her face,

That smile that knows at the end of the day she is loved;

Happiness is in her heart,

Knowing that someone loves her forever more.

- Michael Hall

Happiness is a child running loose at a park in comfortable shoes with the wind through their hair.. Happiness is a light that shines bright when its dark.. Happiness is you when you follow your dreams and they lead to the moon.. Happiness is a red heart when the rest is all blue.

*warning: this somehow grew sappy.

The way you look as you fall in love, or maybe as you fall asleep (Because who knows the difference?) is happiness. Wide, shining eyes, shimmering with tears as you hold the child; long, deep inhales of air as you rest your eyes and your mind from the woes of the day; the way you fall in love with the curve of those tiny lips and the minuscule fingernails and the soft, oh, so soft, skin of the child in your arms. That’s what happiness looks like, and there’s no one that can take it away from you.