Happiness Is A Choice.

Life brings hard days, heavy burdens, and things we cannot control. But deep down, the joy we carry doesn’t depend on what we have or how easy the road is — it begins right inside us, as a choice we make every single morning.

Happiness Is A Choice

The sky may grey and storms may blow,
And heavy loads may bend me low;
But what I feel and how I see
Is mine to shape and mine to be.

I do not wait for perfect days,
For wealth to come or smoother ways;
I choose to smile when hope feels thin,
And light the joy that burns within.

It isn’t found in distant place,
Or fortune, praise, or changing grace;
It grows in small and simple things —
In gratitude, the peace it brings.

So when the path is rough and long,
I lift my heart and find my song:
No matter what the world may bring,
My happiness is mine to choose and keep.

Choosing happiness doesn’t mean ignoring struggle. It means deciding that struggle won’t steal your peace. It’s a quiet, daily decision — and over time, it changes everything.