Happiness to an extent,
with the smile on her face.
The sun rising on the other side
of the glaring glass.
Being able to see the start of a new
day brings her happiness.
She sits in the chair she is confined to.
Just a day ago she was walking in the
light of the rising sun...
And now once again the sun is rising,
which brings her happiness.
Tears fall from her eye, of happiness, or of hurt?
The muscles in her legs move no more.
The sun is rising,
which brings her happiness.
A whisper enters the air,
"Thank you Lord" and again,
"Thank you Lord."
which brings her happiness.
To be.. Or not to be... HAPPY?
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