The Feel of Being HappyThe feel of being happy Is a lovely thing and light, Like a leaf upon the wind, Like a flying kite. Like glad children playing Beside a summer street, Laughing, skipping, running there With wings upon our feet. The feel of being happy Is a shining thing: Like a fountain leaping up, Like a sparkling spring, Like the glowing color Of sunset on the lake, As beautiful as bubbles Just before they break. by Grace Noll Crowell