Happy Place

The happy place
Is where I spend the days
With people like me
People who are free

There I laugh and sup
And drink the youthful cup
That joy offers
From its elusive coffers

There I learn the things
Schoolwork never brings
Such as camaraderie and equality
Understanding and magnanimity

There I share
The pains that I bear
To ears that hearken
To hearts that listen

The happy place is home
Away from home
It is any place
That puts a smile on your face.

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