My Alacrity
I smile in the rain, though grey and wet
I smile in the snow, though bitter cold
I smile in the heat, though dry with thirst
I smile all the time, though getting old
I smile with a tune, which plays in my head
I smile at those jokes, when told aloud
I smile when alone, because alone I am not
I smile because I am simply allowed
You cannot suppress it, the smile I have
Two dimples, red cheeks, set all aglow
I smile because I can, because I do choose
I smile a lot and I want it to show
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