Consuming happiness


Consuming Happiness.

Enveloped in euphoria.
The happiness consumes me.
Ordinary days are extraordinary.
The little things are the biggest things. The things that mean the most. The smiles always on my face. Things done, things said,
set my soul on fire.
The unaware things, that fill my heart and make it burst.
Happy to greet the morning sun,
Say have a great day, my love.
The happiness consumes me.
Happiness Never felt before.
I'm fabulously happy.
And so I run with it.
Linds Dillon -Nelsen

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