Believe You Me Poem by Greg Gaul

Be kind to others, greet them happily
It shall set your heart free, believe you me
Good always wins out, as it ought to be
I find that it is so, believe you me

Let little things go, give those up with glee
It shall set your heart free, believe you me
You might as well pay, nothing is for free
I find that it is so, believe you me

Laugh at this life, live less seriously
It shall set your heart free, believe you me
All is for the best, in time you shall see
I find that it is so, believe you me

Our world is a tough place, you may agree
Surely though, some are not my cup of tea





1/28/21
Monorhyme Sonnet
'Believe You Me', thought to be slang phrasing brought to America by Irish immigrants in the 19th century