I am happy in the morning and happy when I go to bed.
But does my happiness make others smile or will a frown spread?
I seem to catch my happiness but others frown instead.
All bright and happy things appear behind my front door,
and with a friendly
happy smile we walk outside to explore.
But do not worry, do not fear; the happiness does not stop there.
Minions and butterflies and unicorns and rainbow skies.
All these happy exciting things make you want to happily sing.
An opposite poem I wrote from The Haunted Child.