happy days are like morning dew mixed with a side of you

sadness comes from the inner darkness of crossing through

and THEREAFTER

joy is the sound of the sun rising after a pouring rain

peace is within the deepest sea of the heart frame

magic happens when i simply allow myself to think

doom occurs out of no where leaving me to sink

BUT

faith comes after all is said and done

pressure even gives you the motive to run

beauty lies within your mind and thoughts

grace can only fall from the heavens even if it isnt sought

love is the key that opens every door

could God give you anymore to live for?