Words for the Chisel (collection)/Mr. Happiness Takes a Train
Mr. Happiness Takes a Train
On that day there were milkweed plants;I saw a running net of antsAnd at the river I said goodbyeTo all my happiness.(Goodbye, Mr. Happiness, O, goodbye)Up the hillThe maples hurried, and were still.I was content. I walked untilI put my hand on the kitchen door.Mr. Happiness won't come here any more.