There’s a house in the country that’s quite undisturbed
And peace reigns supremely - except for the birds.
They sing in the morning, the afternoons too,
And even at sunset their voices are heard.
There’s a house in the country where flowers freely grow
Where fruit trees surround it and cold winds don’t blow.
There’s a chair sitting there: Come, let’s take a rest -
And put into your minds good thoughts of the best.
Write down on your list the things which bring joy -
And I’m sure there are lots for each girl and each boy.
Have you written down ten? Well, stop, write no more:
With these thoughts you've opened your happiness door.
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