Each with there own to make clear
I think I understand what is your need today
Come and talk with me dear
If we we're in the garden of Happiness
What need would there be of sign More
But if there was such a sign
I would ask direction of your gaze out or in
If it were out then Happiness must grow again
To reflect upon the flower that had caught your gaze
If I deem by no lack by I then do I stretch to stay
For if you leave the garden of Happiness
Then happy it is no more
The flowers are all love in the garden of Happiness
And if you leave then love is no more
There is no gate but more of a State of euphor
