Originally posted Friday, November 14, 2008
Happiness is a Room Inside My HeadHope is often hard to find,
In the corridors of the mind.
The halls that lead to the different rooms,
Are dark and dusty, and saddness looms.
Walk in the dark and look for the door,
Keep your heart hopeful as you search for more.
Look for the room where happiness lives,
Try all the keys until the lock gives.
Never give up if the the key isn't found,
Search inside yourself and look around.
Open the window and raise the shades,
Keep searching the rooms until saddness fades.
The room is there, always was,
Happiness returns, at least you hope it does.
It may be short lived, even fleeting,
So grab with both hands and give it a greeting.
Remember with happiness, you make it yourself,
Don't rely on anyone else.
Find it where you can and treasure it,
And make copies of the key and share it.