Happiness

Happiness lives in messy rooms, With tales spilling onto the floor, Open cupboards with jolly skeletons, Their crazy steps riddling the door. Happiness lives in mossy groves, With singing minstrels on feathered wings, ighing drops of dew that fall !nd they emerald grass of which they sing. Happiness lives in silent isles, With sleepy bards galore, Worded dreams in black and white, !mong friends and enemies betwi"t a door. Happiness lives in shining eyes, With silver dreams aglow, ilence here, a death dies, #early sweet as snow. Happiness lives in solitude, ! game of solitaire, ! game of cards when none spy, ! space which all spare.