Happiness- The Real Treasure
It is a feeling of joy,
Everyone has, girl or a boy.
It teaches us important things,
Being happy gives us wings.
It helps me be calm,
That most things lie in my palm.
Happiness is a kind of game,
Often guides us towards our aim.
It is like a beautiful dream,
Sounds sweet as the cream.
Being happy is a choice,
Protects us from every noise.
It makes me love my life,
Happiness prevents the knife.
I have taken this choice,
Always keep sweet your voice.
Priyadarshini Goel
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