He was a bit grumpy sometimes
On the days when for him the sun didn't shine
So he thought he would give as good as he got
But in the end he didn't find that so hot
So one day he woke up and looked around
He could see no more reason for looking down
So he smiled to himself and decided then
Saying whatever I have nothing to defend
For life may not be a box of chocolates
And some of it is down to fate
For contentment comes from within
So he decided to let the sun shine in.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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