Happiness Sparkles
I think it’s because its built from light. That would be my guess. Whatever the reason, the fact of the matter is that happiness sparkles.
It sparkles in the eyes of the people that it’s dancing through. It sparkles in their laughs.
And when you’re living in its spell, you find it glittering all over your day. Hear those little bird chirps? Sparkles! See those snowflakes? Sparkles!
It’s the salt on the French fry, the click of the latch, the tap of a step in the hallway. It’s sort of like the ultimate condiment for the mind. Happiness powder. Sprinkle some around.
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