Happiness is a guest that comes and goes,
More lasting than the thrill that pleasure offers.
It smiles with gifts and wins so sweet,
Then disappears on hurried feet.
It comes from things the world can give,
But can't be trusted long to live.
One day it's here, the next it's not
A feeling tied to what you've got.
But joy, my friend, is something more,
It lives inside your spirit's core.
It stays through trouble, pain, or rain,
And shines through sadness, loss, and strain.
Joy doesn’t need the world to cheer,
It grows when love and truth are near.
It’s calm, it’s strong, it helps you grow,
A quiet light that always shows.
So don’t just chase the happy high,
That fades as quickly as the sky.
Look deep inside, be still, be true
Let joy be what carries you.
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