A Spirit Named Happiness

I originally wrote this as a kick off for my blog and decided to post it here. The passage describes the Island I live on.

Imagine waking up every morning to be greeted by clear skies, singing
birds, warm sand and an ocean that stretches to kiss the horizon. A
beautiful place where liveliness is painted upon everyone's faces and
where beach days are always of great importance. Palm trees border the
shoreline, road ways and even the airport.  Radiant sunsets give us a
glimpse of what true beauty really is. It is not simply the allurement
of this place that makes it so magical, there is something much more
prominent. It has a bright spirit that lives in the heart of the people,
the land and the air. This spirit, it has a name, it's called
happiness.