Connie Gildersleeve Poet Monorhyme

Contemplation

Cry tears until you've none to make.
Do be true to yourself, never a fake.
Live like the world is yours to take,
For your sake, for your sake.

Keep your anger low in a rift.
Sing your sorrows until they drift.
Smile until your low spirits lift.
Life is a gift, life is a gift.

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Richard Lamoureux June 28, 2013 at 8:12 PM It most certainly is. They have done study's with depressed people and even when they don't feel like smiling if they smile it creates a positive internal response. Maybe that's what they mean when they say fake it till you make it. Connie Gildersleeve June 29, 2013 at 3:50 AM Richard, I agree with you comment. You got to find something to smile or laugh about each day. Thanks for your kind comment. Warm Smiles, Connie

Harry Horsman June 28, 2013 at 12:12 AM this is wonderful Connie, Connie Gildersleeve June 28, 2013 at 1:31 PM Thank you Harry for your kind comment. Much appreciated. Warm Smiles, Connie

Benjamin David June 27, 2013 at 12:47 AM Wise words to love by! Well done, Connie! -Benjamin Connie Gildersleeve June 27, 2013 at 1:44 PM Benjamin thank you for the delightful comment. It means a lot. Warm Smiles, Connie

Russell Sivey June 26, 2013 at 9:11 PM You have masterfully written a delightful write here my friend! I truly enjoyed reading this amazing poem this evening! What a magnificent piece, such a remarkable poem, Great Work!!

April Gabriella June 26, 2013 at 5:39 PM I really like this. Great work!