my jar of happiness

I walkd around wid my jar of happiness, holding onto it tightly, afraid i wud lose it, afraid someone wud snatch it away.
And den nite came n i went off to bed wid my jar of happiness wrapped in my arms.
But in d middle of d nite i woke up wid a strange feelin inside--- n der it ws- happiness- out of d jar lookin straight at me. I shrank back terrified. It took a step closer, n dis time i sat still...for i knew i shud want it to come closer.
We stared at each other & aftr a moment it turnd back n went inside d jar.
I put d lid back on securely n went back to sleep.