Be a Sunshine Machine
No matter what happens to you,
You have to be your own sunshine
machine in all that you do!
Angels will cross your path as if
from nowhere.
What a waste of time moaning
about what is gone, somewhere?
A lover left? There are billions left
on the planet.
Way better than the one who left,
who was boring and stagnant.
So much in life to cheer, yes mam,
even now!!
What you want~ create it, see its being
born before it is~ holy cow!
Go comment more, call your friends on
a real phone.
Play music, dance, do not moan!
Turn fear on its fat rear, waltz in the sun
and prance.
Dream of a glorious future and of course,
romance!
Play your sunshine machine loud and clear.
You know you are a winner.
Climb mountains, not anthills, my dear!
Go for it~ with hugs,
Panagiota
September 17, 2020
7:30am PST
Copyright © Panagiota Romios | Year Posted 2020
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