Painted happiness

One man for a long time was having no happiness. Then he despaired, took brushes and paint, took the canvas and painted it himself. Then he hung his happiness on the wall of the house and began to admire with it. But his joy did not last long, it started to rain and washed the canvas. Then the hero painted his happiness again and hung it over the fireplace. Soon the paints has melt. Only at the third attempt it was possible to preserve the drawn happiness and protect it from dangers.

It is so hard to keep even the painted happiness, what to say about the real one, which, to all else, can not be painted again after being accidentally lost or destroyed. Take care of your happiness - having left, it usually does not return.