Happiness is a breeze that blows

Just like the bird upon the sill,
Who lands, then flies off elsewhere, still.
Happiness is a breeze that blows.
It comes as quickly as it goes.

Just as the autumn leaves do turn,
Ablaze in beauty, colours burn.
A single glance is all you get,
Before they're caught in winter's net.

The flowers bloom for but a day,
Then just as quickly fade away.
The sun will shine through heav'nly space,
Then swiftly clouds will take its place.

Like the ice that melts and sinks,
Once it helped to cool your drinks.
Like the wind that knocks you o'er,
Once it helped your kite to soar.

Love is found, but hearts are broken.
Gain a game, but lose a token.
Run a race, but lose your breath.
Live a life that ends in death.

Minutes after your song begins,
Silence comes. And silence wins.
Happiness is a breeze that blows.
It comes as quickly as it goes.