Happiness is when she looks at me
Happiness is when she wakes me from sleep
Happiness is when she waves her hair
Happiness is when she smiles lying bear
Happiness is when she brings in the paper
Happiness is when she scares the neighbor
Happiness is when she makes a certain sound
Happiness is when she is no longer bound
Happiness is the smile I make
As I slowly turn to look you in the face
Right after I let you know
That I had been talking of my beloved pet.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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