Sitting by the footpath, hungry and bare,

A coin’s chime makes it ten,

His single day’s meal is won,

Oh, happiness is on its way!

Roaming alone all day,

Clean clothes but no one to play,

A hand catches the kid’s with a smile

Oh, happiness is on its way!

 
Waiting by the shore,

Watching the waves rush,

Ahoy! A message in a bottle!

Oh, happiness is on its way!

 

Fought with folks and left the nest,

Rested, a foreign pen, tried his best.

Earned a living, sense made its way back.

Oh, happiness is on its way!

 

Playing with her tresses,

Stares blankly at her phone,

A call returns the lost glow,

Oh, happiness is on its way!

 

The birds are chirping a merry song,

They know not where the gale blows,

A cheery flutter and they are gone;

Oh, happiness is on its way!

 

Part of a crowd, alone still.

Lost, without a purpose or will,

Toiled and found the calling sweet.

Oh, happiness is on its way!

 

Don’t count you dollars, think not of your riches.

The joy of being lies in moments small.

Count your blessings and you will know it well,

Oh, Happiness is here to stay!