Happiness is like a butterfly……..

      Happiness is like a butterfly…….. It flies away from you when you run after it………… It sits on your shoulder when you stop seeking it…….. Happiness for her was to know she belonged to him.  Happiness for her was to run her fingers thru’ his hair. For  her ‘twas a state of bliss without a care. But alas! Life took him away from her; she belonged not to him.   Loving him

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