Happiness is cinnamon
Always sweet and tasty
Everyone loves to have it
The sweet and lovely feeling
Happiness is a classroom
Always happy and merry
But it won't be
When the teacher's face turn sulky
Happiness is the sun
It brightens up our day
But it won't last long
For soon it will be nightime again
Happiness is a flower
Smells nice and sweet
However it will be gone
With a gentle pluck like this
- Tay Ru Hui :)
Thursday, August 12, 2010
Poem by me!
Posted by RHmack at 5:26 PM
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