Fantasize Poem by Michael Smith

Happy People look like me.
And I gotta' say it's cause of her.
Love can do this to someone.
But a love like this.
Hit me with a loss of words.
If I ain't ever met her.
Then what a lonely kid I'd be.
But with her love livin' within me.
A Happy Person is what you'll always see.
You can hear it in my voice.
The happiness strolling along.
Before I used to hate love.
But with this love nothin' seems wrong.
Happy People look like me.
And it took her to make me realize.
Now that the girl & love I found is true.
A Happy Person is what you'll see.
There's no need to Fantasize.

5/12/08