Life is brief, and only once,
Inside we bring our own happiness,
Variety comes when we dare to try,
Echoing out for the world to see.
Laughter is a sweet song,
Absolutely our only bite of perfection,
Under and over, what belongs.
Goodness is in the weak laugh,
Happiness is in the strong laugh.
Longing for the something more,
Optimism and comprimise,
Very much belonging to
Everyone: Love.
I'm not a big fan whatsoever of accoustic poems. Dislike them less then limericks, though.
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