HAPPINESS

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Everyone longs for happiness
But few possess it’s fruit
It’s easier to wear a mask
Than give away your suit
As we are all self centred
We care for number one
Concerned with all our pressing needs
No wonder we’re so glum.

The answer is to leave our nest
Where we prefer to lie
And look upon another’s need
As to ourselves we die
Then all that inward, stagnant self
Will turn into a place
Where love and sympathy abounds
Filled daily by His grace.

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