Happiness, my job
I am a woman, I do many jobs
One of them is, to be happy
Is it a job? Yes, it is, yes it must be, for
I can’t be happy just like that.
All seems fine when I look happy
And it’s my job to ensure all is fine
So I’m happy, yes, I’m happy dear.
Kids feel safe, secured and serene
When I look happy, they can be naughty
And what else is childhood all about.
You can be calm and take some rest
Smile on my face is not just for me
It’s also to tell you, you are doing best.
I love to be chirpy and that is all want
I’m pleased, honoured and proud
my happiness makes them happy
That’s the best emolument for my job.