And when you thought you were at your happiest best,
All around, surround lovely and sorted
A morning happened, a day arose
For a surprise pleasant,
Something like a bliss, flawed yet divine!
And just like that you knew,
This was more than the happiest best
Much more than All, around, surround lovely and sorted
I found him at my best and he made me even better
And hence It is always, the inside out
The happier I am, the happiest I get,
It is always more..much more.