Close your eyes
And think of Thoughts
That put a smile
On your face
Hold on to those thoughts
And let them take you
Away from here
Wander the hills and the secret paths
Of memories you cherish
Down valleys of laughter
Through meadows of joy
Take a ride on the carousel
Throw back your head and scream
As you ride the roller-coaster
With cotton candy kissing your lips
Curl up with a book or two
And lose yourself
In a romance you know
Will come true
Now sigh, and breathe
And open your eyes
Your smile is still there
You will make it through another day.














Comments
It sounds very nice said aloud (well, I said it aloud in my head) and just way I hear it makes me feel relaxed. Nice job.
~Lith
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"Passion is like crime: it does not thrive on the established order and the common round; it welcomes every blow dealt the bourgeois structure, every weakening of the social fabric, because therein it feels a sure hope of its own advantage." - Thomas Mann
thanks!
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If you don't read, you are stupid.
Nice prose
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If you don't read, you are stupid.
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Death is the only constant.
It was written on a 'wistful' day....
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If you don't read, you are stupid.
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