Happiness around the world

Take me to those days
were you and me,played with sand,
holded our hands and went to parks
made the boring hide and seek as a thrilling sport
we taught each other what we know
and we were each other in all smile and tears.
and I call you my best friend,
take me to those days were holding your hands
Isn’t called as love;rather it’s friendship.
and that’s how I define happiness.
Take me to those days,
were your face like a mirror,
In those black mirrors; the whole of me,
dwells in them and I
never try to escape from your free trap
I fed on your eyes as you fed on mine.
and that’s how my dad adorned happiness
and my mom blushed.
The happiness of having less,
like the smile you try to hide,
at the corner of your lips,
with a blush facing the ground,
he realised the happiness
In oneness and in little moments.
and that’s how the lover defined happiness,
when he saw the one who is made for him.
To the one who seeks magic in every corner of life,
happiness lies everywhere.