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#‎Day26_Smile‬

In all my attempts to stay happy
In my highs and lows
There’s one truth, hard to swallow!
A cry and a smile;
Both at the end of each other
But either is a remedy to peace!
Internal solace
Medicine of the soul!
Cry when hurt
Smile when lit;
And confusion when not sure;
The worst place!
Has no cure!
Let the tears roll when I cry
And wash down the pain
Ready to once again try!
Let the tears roll when I smile
The soul needs this;
It lasts more than a while!
So in confusion, I smile!
Smile at all that makes me weak
For if it kills me notIt can never make me bleak!
Smile at rejection;
A foe is only so if they never saw,
The truth in your smile!
So I smile!
Smile at misfortune;
The bride I seek
Rests behind the next door
A long face and a knock
Can only be a bore!
So I smile!
Smile at the deception;
The world trails at misconception
In situations full of confusion!
I smile!Smile at hate;
You can never have enough friends!
Smile at love;
This soul fathoms at you.
In all my ups and lows
I always keep a gift for all
A smile!
A charm against anything thrown at me;
Sometimes reality dawns on me
Or so it seems!
When I smile a little too much
To what norm expects more!
But not even normal pulls back;
That simple act of faith,
That simple gesture;
That sincere simple gift;
The only cure to a troubled soul!
Only a baby knows it all!
For it speaks not
But will smile at all
That makes it cry not!
Smile!
It costs you not!

©Krv_260616


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