The way to happiness

In the garden of happiness
There is sometimes an entrance ticket
But the real garden is the greenery
The soft cool breeze, swaying the grass
The tiny droplets of dew

On one side is the walking track
On the other, swing, seesaw and the slide
Life is like the road, from entrance to exit, a curvy walk
But happiness, incidents left and right

Happiness is like swinging a sweet girl
Happiness is like sliding down the slide
Happiness is like feeling the breeze in your face
Happiness is like loosening your grip on the seesaw
Happiness is like jogging with your best friend
Happiness is like waiting for someone outside the garden
Happiness is like watching the butterflies flutter
Happiness is like watching the sunrise
Happiness is like smelling the flowers

There are tall trees and short
The seesaw describes life, sometimes up sometimes down
Happiness is a privilege, it doesn’t come to you
You have to create it, before you exit
If the ship doesn’t come to the shore, swim to it
Change your thought and the whole world around you changes
Remember, in the garden of happiness, not all are happy