Treasure Island

gershon hepner

(5 3 38 / leipzig)

just laugh and fall in love


If today weren’t bright and sunny
would the sky be blue?
If my life was not so funny
would it still be true?
Truth’s the best way to have fun;
if you live a lie,
days will fade away like sun
with a cloudy sky.

Yet when there’s a sunless day
there’s still room and a half
to see the funny side, and say,
“I want to make you laugh,
not cry, although the skies above
are grey, and I feel blue.”
Don’t lie, just laugh and fall in love,
and to yourself be true.

Inspired by something Carrie Fisher says in her book “Wishful Drinking” which Charles McGrath reviewed in the NYT on January 2,2008:
She won’t let you feel sorry for her, which is greatly to her credit in this age of needy, tell-all celebrity memoirs, but neither can she relax or stop joking. She writes: “If my life wasn’t funny it would just be true, and that is unacceptable.” But her book is sometimes like a smile so forced it must hurt.


1/2/09

Submitted: Friday, January 02, 2009
Edited: Friday, January 02, 2009
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