Here's Alison: Happiness Is...
Alison Ross's verses go straight to the heart of true happiness.
Happiness is
The pansy eyes of a new born foal,
Dew wet roses in a flower bowl
An apologetic lick from a naughty pup
Who ate my favorite slipper up
It’s seeing your children grow tall and straight
Secure in the love of their chosen mate
It’s the smell of a book that’s quite brand new
White clouds sailing in a sky of blue
The scent of a paddock of new mown hay
And a sunset blushing in clouds of gray
It’s the clasp of your hand as I cross the road
It’s having your help to carry the load
It’s a kind word spoken when I’m feeling blue
But mostly it’s sharing my life with you
Knowing that when the chips are all down
That you my Darling will still be around.
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