This poem hit me when riding shotgun beside my mother. Good thing I had a pen and napkin on hand!
Happiness is sadness not yet realized.
Sadness is anger without rage.
Anger is jealousy with a vengeance.
Jealousy is hate without reason.
Hate is love that is blind.
Love is happiness for all.
Our emotions surround us and envelop us.
All are different, but play a special role in our lives.
Besides, without them, we would not be.
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