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Spreading Happiness
Seldom pleasure I receive in my mind.
Probably due to severe bad weather?
Rather! My serotonin’s left behind.
Enough of the freezing stone cold weather!
Admit that life’s not always beautiful.
Do something bout it and make your utmost.
Instead of saying “It’s empty not full.”
Never pretend of loving your white ghost
Go and spread joy to a marvelous crowd.
Hear those soft wintry kisses in the air.
Amidst the lingering yellow petals
Playing with thy feet while the wind unsettles
Playing with thy dreams in the breezing cold
Ice breaking chats are the stories untold
Nullifying the pain is love you’ll gain.
Embracing peace is the truce you’ll maintain.
Spreading happiness robs your main duty.
Spreading happiness robs your affair.
Copyright ©
Mark Anthony Bartolo
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