Poem

 

Happy

Joy looks like when a kid wakes up late to snow on a school day.

Happiness sounds like when your friend tells a great joke and you can’t stop giggling.

Happy’s favorite color is yellow because it reminds them of the sun, warm and always there.

Happy’s plan for the future is to never stop being joyful.

Joys friends are sadness, fear, hope, and anger. They like to talk about how they feel.

Happiness hates to have someone be disappointed in them.

Some part of happiness craves non-negotiable empathy.

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