Smile, smile and smile
This is not the proper time
To smile though.
See, the flowers of my garden
And smile.
See the flower-plants are
Touching the sky and smile.
See the waves of the clouds
And smile.
See the smile of others
And smile.
I am in your smile, dear,
Search not proper time and
Smile from the core of your heart.
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