On days like this, when I am feeling crappy,
I look around to seek distractions out.
The only constant source that makes me happy
Is when I'm in the middle of my scout
And see you smiling at me, by my side.
I know that it seems sudden, strange, and new
But still it's something well and truly tried:
I feel far happier when I'm with you.
There is no better way to make me smile
On dull days covered with a coat of gray
Than to permit to divinely while
An hour or two or even three away
With you. If you are present, all is well
And when you're happy I will simply kvell.
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