When she used to be happy,
she would make everyone smile.
It was a part of her natural style.


When she used to be happy,
Nothing could bring her down.
It was as if she had the happiness crown.


When she used to be happy,
She made a real effort with herself
Like a librarian does with the books on the shelf


When she used to be happy,
She has her life managed and all figured out.
No signs of stress as there was never a breakout.


When she used to be happy
She was grateful for everything she had.
She looked for the positives even when she was sad.


When she used to be happy,
She was sociable and very outgoing.
No matter what day it was she as always glowing.


When she used to be happy,
She rested and slept well.
It was as if she was cast with a goddess spell.


When she used to be happy,
Each sentence was filled with positive words
She spoke beautifully like a flock of birds.


When she was happy she was herself.