You listen to me,my words...sometimes faint...Like footprints pressed into the beach.If you don't know where to go,maybe they end up somewhere elseI know that for some reason,every step I have taken,since I learned to walk,was a step toward you!I have lived a lot,I think I have found it...!!what one needs to be happy:What could we wish for ...?for a man's heart?nature, books, music, love for one's neighbor.This is my idea of happiness.