My Happiness

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I see flowers, the sun, and butterflies. 

Those three things make me happy. 

I want to feel lost in a field in a flowy dress and flowers in my hair.

I want the butterflies to circle me and go on my hands and face.

I turn around, and see my happiness.

Brown hair and brown eyes.

"Hello, my love" is all he says.

A gorgeous smile and a hand held out for me to reach.  

My happiness is and will always be you. 


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