Endless thoughts run through my mind
Of softer things that were always kind
When songs played along in my head
I would wear a smile on my face instead
Of an elongated worried frown around
That always in the end brings me down
Life is for living and not for feeling sad
It doesn't need a wholesale change from bad.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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