Don't speak to me of your half empty glass,
As you wallow in a pity display,
Mine is half full, and bold as brass,
I savour it's mature bouquet.
If you confer with me don't mention your woes,
Or the sorrow of your pain and distress,
For I emerged from the school of hard blows,
So from negative vibes I digress.
If you think from this, that I don't care,
Then you have judged me wrong,
Only positive energy with you I'll share,
To help your mind grow strong.
Negative thoughts like Cancer will spread,
And poison a healthy mind,
Contaminating slowly inside you're head,
Seeking the positives to grind.
If you enjoy sad tales to compile,
I'll reluctantly spin you mine,
You may wonder then why I wear a smile,
And intensely dislike to whine.
Let the positives in! ...and free your ghost,
Exude your strength and class,
Then as you leave, I'll extend you a toast,
With a half full parting glass!
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Negativity feeds the mind with poison and controls people like they are puppets on a string, to be positive is the power of courage, hope and love to embrace a cold world that will melt and have a knock on effect of happiness and peace! Inspirational and powerful write!