Happiness is

Sun, 10/02/2016 - 12:03 -- maddy.s

The sound of the train rushing by my window at 9 in the morning.

The purr my cat makes as she wakes up from a nap. 

The way the sun glistens through the gaps in the leaves on the trees perfectly in the afternoon.

The smell of wet grass after it rains all night.

The sound of creaking swings and laughter from the playground. 

The first hour after a snowfall when the ground is a smooth white sheet.

The word Love. 

 

 

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