I Am..
Turn the pages. One, two, three, four.
Make your way towards the words that start with a "G".
Hey, there I am. That's where you'll find me.
Gaiety. A quaint little word. As am I.
You know what it means? Lighthearted. Cheerful. Like someone
took all the sunshine in the world and stored it into one little word.
Like when a child's young eyes bulge at the site of presents under a
tree or when two lovers share their first kiss. It's all the great things
in life wrapped into one. Just like me. I am the word gaiety.
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