And Then I Will Be Happy

I gazed upon a garden Hoping the flowers would help cheer me up in this cold and heartless world. I could easily think of the bad things But really, what good would that do for me? I stop myself from thinking And I put my mind to rest I think of all the good and happy things. I think of Adventure across the seas Of fighting Pirates and curing disease. I think of the colored trees Blowing in the Autumn Breeze. I think of spring flowers that bring the bees And rain, with the rainbow it guarantees Whenever I'm alone I think of these. I then think of lavish Kings With gold necklaces and Rings. I will also think of a bird that sings And flies around on its silvery Wings. The Earth bringing forth its freshwater Springs And Soon the Darkness will leave And then I will be happy. September 20, 2018 Sponsored by: Emile pinet
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