Happiness

Happiness is a bright warm day
Peeking in the window
And opening your eyes to wake
To bring you adventure
With all its thrills
It's not all picking daisies
And boys and girls
Although it's also those 
Love hearts and honeycomb
There's hunting and shooting
And nights alone.
But happiness is
The real rich
Never going to the ditch
For pain passes away
As bad things do
And you are creative
You've got nothing to lose
Your beautiful dasein
Your beautiful life
Is just a hop
An hopeful crossing
To happy times.