For me happiness is seen in the smiles from my sister’s after they told me about their day. Happiness is seeing my mother come home from work and my father welcoming her with a warm smile and a hug. Happiness is being on the basketball court with friends, shooting the ball for fun. Happiness for me is when I curl up in my bed after a long day of school. Happiness is when I go for a long run and feel refreshed afterwards. Happiness is when I see my grandmother with her horse, full of smiles and happy to be with him. Happiness is when your friend tells you they are glad you are here. It’s when you hear two strangers exchanging a conversation with pure excitement. Happiness is seen by my dogs running around in the hay fields, eyes full of excitement and grinning ear to ear. Happiness cannot be defined; there is no exact definition of what it means. It is shown through words, action and silence.
What is Happiness?
For me happiness is seen in the smiles from my sister’s after they told me about their day. Happiness is seeing my mother come home from work and my father welcoming her with a warm smile and a hug. Happiness is being on the basketball court with friends, shooting the ball for fun. Happiness for me is when I curl up in my bed after a long day of school. Happiness is when I go for a long run and feel refreshed afterwards. Happiness is when I see my grandmother with her horse, full of smiles and happy to be with him. Happiness is when your friend tells you they are glad you are here. It’s when you hear two strangers exchanging a conversation with pure excitement. Happiness is seen by my dogs running around in the hay fields, eyes full of excitement and grinning ear to ear. Happiness cannot be defined; there is no exact definition of what it means. It is shown through words, action and silence.
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Where is My Home?
Every winter, I bury myself beneath the water
Deep in the mud to stay warm
Spring will come, and I can leap around
Lily pad to lily pad
Stretching my legs in the fresh water
But,
Where did it all go? -
City
Taking my first steps out into the city
A slight brisk breeze flows through the crowd of people
Everyone is chatting
Distant dogs barking
The smell of smoke, gas lingers the air
It's musty, with trash decorating the sidewalks
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