Where I Find My Happiness

Sometimes I think my joy is spread across the world.
It’s hidden in tiny cracks and crevices.
It’s behind waterfalls and in rays of sun seeping through curtains.
I don’t think I’ll ever find it all, but that’s ok.
I tend to search for happiness in big things.
I look for it in trophies and approval.
But my happiness is tricky and likes to hide where I least expect to find it.
I find it anyway.
I find my happiness in little things.
I find it in rainbows, in constellations, in warm, friendly smiles.
I find my happiness in hot chocolate, ocean waves, and the sunrise.
And when I’m tired from a long search for joy and I start to give up,
Happiness comes to me, in a hug or a word of reassurance or just a friendly hello.
But lately I’ve made a strange discovery.
I tend to find the most joy when I forget to look,
When I don’t have to search anymore.
Maybe that’s just when I’m truly happy.