Keep Smiling

It is not the mansion tall and majestic With trees and courtyard of even lawn Nor the helpers at one’s beck and call Do help soften one’s fears and worries But a smile borne of contentment does Keep smiling always; come what may. The wealth accumulated so assiduously Might steal your quiet good nights’ sleep The tranquil hours of night and dreams For hoarding sure; breeds fear of losing To sleep so soundly and to wake up fit Keep smiling always; come what may. It is far better to live in a contended isle Far away from the maddening luxuries Escaping staring attentions which hurt Dodging the sufferings that ever haunt Accepting the luck the way it is coming Keep smiling always; come what may.