Happiness is...

A collection of poetry by Room One

Happiness is light yellow.
It tastes like chocolate cake.
It smell like chocolate.
It looks like people laughing.
It sounds like giggling.
Happiness feels like going on the elevator.
     By Shawney

Happiness is light yellow.
It tastes like green lolly pops.
It smells like strawberries when they are in my mouth.
It looks like my friends playing with me.
It sounds like bells on my cows tinkling.
Happiness feels like warm cuddles from my mum and dad.
     By Joshua H

Happiness is pale violet.
It tastes like white chocolate burning in my mouth.
It smells like raspberries.
It looks like Christmas Trees.
It sounds like birds chirping in my garden.
Happiness feels like cuddles from Beckie.
     By Shianne

Happiness is rosy violet.
It tastes like white chocolate.
It smells like strawberries.
It looks like Christmas.
It sounds like my mum talking.
Happiness feels like cuddles from Beckie.
     By Lucille

Happiness is bright pink.
It tastes like white chocolate bubbling in my mouth.
Happiness smells like ripe blue berries.
It looks like pretty pink roses bursting into a smile.
It sounds like birds chirping softly.
Happiness is warm cuddles from my mum.
     By Jessica

Happiness is rosy red.
It tastes like chocolate.
It smells like chocolate.
It looks like my baby brother.
It sounds like my cousins laughing.
Happiness feels soft like my cat, Cinderella.
     By Janae

Happiness is bright red.
It tastes like lolly pops.
It smells like baking in a packet.
It looks like playing on the beach.
It sounds like chirping birds.
Happiness feels like sitting on the stars.
     By Rory

Happiness is rosy red.
It tastes like chocolate icing.
It smells like iced chocolate.
It looks like waves on the beach.
It sounds like birds chirping way up in the sky.
Happiness feels like having friends.
     By Trinesh

Happiness is rose red.
It tastes like dark chocolate.
It smells like raspberries.
It looks like the sky.
Happiness is riding my motorbike.
     By Ben

Happiness is whero.
It tastes like the icing on chocolate muffins.
It smells of warm muffins.
It looks like my cousins birthday.
It sounds like my brother singing.
Happiness feels like my soft furry cat.
     By Devonte