The Gift of Happiness
Life...It is our first birthday gift
If gifts are meant to make us happy,
Why do so many go through it wishing
for happiness
Gifts that are kept and used well are
never looked for
The ones that are set aside without
acknowledgement still exist
Even the unused are eventually passed
on, to be received by another
So much waisted time searching for something
already in our possession
Life..is a gift of happiness.......
Unwrap It...use it well and Pass it on!
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