Might of Every Trait
Peace of mind is a sacred masterpiece
When it comes not, we lose all the fun
Worry normally stops it in a great hurry
Sorrow makes the way for it very narrow
Happiness arrives only though calmness
Choice of quietude only helps us rejoice
Carry love if the need is too much merry
Sever kindness and soul contacts fever
Affection has the power to cure infection
Lovely expressions medicate soul duly
Hatred leads to blood being madly shed
Pure love in fact offers the best cure
Friends, if we are kind, God gladly sends
Enemies we easily form if we cruelly tease
Dejection must never enter heart-section
As brittle heart loves not to wage a battle
Anger is real poison causing great danger
Smile is a chum who will help without fail
Courage alone will give the best advantage
Bold ideas will, toward us, attract the World.
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