The smallest help you did,
The cutest wave to a kid.
Happy.
A help done at need,
A hand met when you bleed.
Happy.
The memory as a seed.
with a smile as you breathe.
Happy.
The sacrifice you did,
without regret upon the bid.
Happy.
A drop of ink,
beside your links.
Happy.
A task with trust, thrust upon.
A beast with honour, summoned upon.
Happy.
A star you longed for,
entrains alongside your orbit.
Happy.
You look back at the planet and smile,
No regrets at its prominent end.
Happy.
Are you ?
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