"Word Poetry Challenge #14 : Happiness"

Happpiness

Happiness does not have a "y" as in the letter.
It doesn't have a "why?", that's not a relevant question.
It's neither a girl nor a boy, no gender.
Is often included in ambivalence, put in blender.
Can be a bit rough, can be tender.
Most times I tickle you, and you surrender,
To Happiness.

You don't need to show it but when you do it's contagious.
We work so hard to get it, did it enslave us?
It's transient, here now but fugacious.
What if it is the precursor to sadness, which is compulsory.
Happiness is not sorry!
Oh well, I don't really care because I have a responsibility,
To Happiness.

You see, sometimes it's as simple as eating a piece of food,
Or just being with you, or having nothing to do.
How many things? A slew my friend. A slew.
Because life happened and then, oh! Look, it's cyclical.
We grow and die, but multiply, without instinctive ordinance.
Hence from beginning to end, we owe the miracle of life, in part
To Happiness.

HOW DO YOU LIKE THAT? Is it sad? Is it happy/sad? The whole coin maybe? I took the photo from my Samsung Galaxy s6 Edge Plus.