If only we learn to share,
The pursuit of happiness
May be a worthwhile goal;
Or, a sign of maturity in the man
Looking at the other side of things.
Happy is the person who hears
The sound of laughter in the air;
The dispeller of doubts,
A healer of broken hearts,
It is a joy to behold,
And a tonic for the soul.
The winds of change must follow,
When happiness has left the world,
To bring back what was lost,
To hear the laughter again…
The winds of change blow gently
As the future unfolds before our eyes,
They ring in the new,
They ring out the old.

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