What Makes Me Happy

	What makes me happy
	Where do I start
	When each new day brings
	Another million things to causes a ripple on the waters of my heart
	From every corner 1 2 3 4
	A kaleidoscope
	Of happiness and hope comes knocking at my door
	If I had a million fingers
	On which to count
	I would use up those
	And start upon my toes
	And never have the right amount
	Of things that leaves me
	And makes me smile
	Those everyday things that makes my life worthwhile
	I can sing
	I can dance like there’s ants in my pants
	I can jump like a lovesick flea
	I can slither like a snake
	I can shimmy and shake like the sheik of
	Aribee What makes me happy
	The list extends
	From the love that lies in an old dogs eyes
	To the sound of little children makin friends
	All of the senses
	Each day are met
	With a shower of joy
	Like a shore of little fishes
	And my heart is the nest
	I can giggle with delight
	Like a picalow in flight
	I can roll like an old brown bear
	I can whistle
	I can sing like a scarlock in the spring
	When he thinks no ones there
	What makes me happy
	So much to say
	If I made a note
	The things
	I wrote would reach from here to
	Mandela But one things special
	And here’s a clue
	It starts with a
	Y Has a circle in the middle
	And it ends with
	U What makes me happy
	Now let me see
	Q R S T That’s right
	It’s U

	What makes me happy
	Where do I start
	When each new day brings
	Another million things to causes a ripple on the waters of my heart
	From every corner 1 2 3 4
	A kaleidoscope
	Of happiness and hope comes knocking at my door
	If I had a million fingers
	On which to count
	I would use up those
	And start upon my toes
	And never have the right amount
	Of things that leaves me
	And makes me smile
	Those everyday things that makes my life worthwhile
	I can sing
	I can dance like there' s ants in my pants
	I can jump like a lovesick flea
	I can slither like a snake
	I can shimmy and shake like the sheik of
	Aribee What makes me happy
	The list extends
	From the love that lies in an old dogs eyes
	To the sound of little children makin friends
	All of the senses
	Each day are met
	With a shower of joy
	Like a shore of little fishes
	And my heart is the nest
	I can giggle with delight
	Like a picalow in flight
	I can roll like an old brown bear
	I can whistle
	I can sing like a scarlock in the spring
	When he thinks no ones there
	What makes me happy
	So much to say
	If I made a note
	The things
	I wrote would reach from here to
	Mandela But one things special
	And here' s a clue
	It starts with a
	Y Has a circle in the middle
	And it ends with
	U What makes me happy
	Now let me see
	Q R S T That' s right
	It' s U