Happiness I wear, As a cloak of colors You will find in me Plenty of colors, from indigo to blue From maroon to beige My shirt shines as I walk in the sun Meeting fine people at the event halls I look happy, Greet everyone with a spark in my eyes So is it my beautiful shirt That makes me happy, looking pretty Like icing on the cake, or topping with a cherry Lol, laughing out aloud, I hear someone with not a worry What happens when you pour some sauce or wine? With a chuckle they ask, do you fuss and whine? I knew, it would be so, glancing at My beautiful sequin tunic shimmering Is happiness in the shirt or is it in you? There is no one or no place where you could be happy all the while.. Most of the moments are like shimmering sequins Some may be like diamonds, some just so rusted.. I am happy, once I shed all my pretenses, Looking at the monarch butterflies, and flying dragonflies Birds of paradise or nightingale, even Robins or blue jays They just wish me luck and keep fly...