At times, life can be sad;
Some things can make one mad;
When things turn awry, bad,
We wish one makes us glad!
Depression is common;
Oppression too is rife;
Suppression is not rare;
Repression is life’s game.
When life becomes too cold,
And one can’t be quite bold,
And things are kept on hold,
Come sadness, woes, untold…
We need a fairy’s wand;
We need a helping hand;
We need words of kindness,
To give us happiness.
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